Thursday, September 19, 2019

Sacred, Sacred Stakes

Why hearts are held in constant prayer
Why we love, labour and prepare
And care for more than daily bread
Or what before our gaze is spread
Why what we choose with conscience chaste
Runs deeper than mere touch and taste
While dreams we dream and plans we make
Cannot forget what is at stake

Why we work with Harvest in mind
Why Truth is something we must find
And why we cannot turn blind eyes
To those who scorn that which we prize
And why we shudder to the core
At what some would dare to ignore
So this is why we pray and pray
For people who have lost their way

…and why we oh, so deeply grieve
For those who choose not to believe
And why we lie awake at night
On their behalf, to fight the fight
Against dark princes of the air
And plead that God their life would spare
Until their heart and will would break
Awed by the life that is at stake

…why therefore we cannot afford
To cease to lay before the Lord
The agony of sorrow stirred
In utter groans too deep for word
And why the whisper of the clock
Bids one and all to take full stock
Of dreams we dream and plans we make
For these are deathless souls at stake

© Janet Martin

 Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: 
and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
John 3:18
Whoever believes in Him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe has already been condemned, because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.
John 3:36
Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life. Whoever rejects the Son will not see life. Instead, the wrath of God remains on him."

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