I pray, Lord: long as I may be alive
that You guide my poems with the inspiration
You put in Psalm One Hundred Forty-five:
to praise You for Your gift of real Salvation,
and for the stellaring faith of Your Elect---
all those redeemed from sin and its damnation;
all those who are assured of this prospect---
to live with Jesus for eternity.
I know that no amount of poetry
written can have the least sufficiency
(and never will have) to fully express
the joy your Grace creates, this happiness:
by faith in Christ, assurance is received
and held in trust by all who have believed.
Starward
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