PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’m just the pen; God is the ink, Who fills me as I write and think,

And God’s ink never runs dry, as it flows from His Spirit on high.

Penning verse that never ends, as He talks to a world of friends,

As I go to God in prayer, He pens down each blessing and care.



In a trial God helps me through, He pens verse to share with you,

And the blessing He brings my way, as He helps me, day to day.

As I write every word and line, I do not claim the verses as mine,

For as the pen to page is pressed, it is my heart that is blessed.



Blessing seem to come my way, as He helps me, in what to say,

To illustrate to all those who read, that Jesus is The Lord indeed.

His Words just seem to flow, not knowing where His idea will go,

But His point He makes every time, as God speaks on each line.



He draws from deep inside, my heart, where His Scriptures hide,

Always used at the proper place, to pen down a verse of Grace.

And as the page begins to fill, it is not my poem, but God’s will,

That fills lines with His Word, which some who read, never heard.



It’s God above who fills my pen, with words for the eyes of men,

By means of only poetic verse, to claim victory, over sin’s curse.

The page is filled by God above, with true examples of His Love,

Penning Truth for men to see, He’s a God who loves you and me.



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