PROVERBS

A man who chases cares
Like the wind,
Ends up with empty fists.

Left at the throne
Of God,
A worry becomes nothing.

The king's hands are mighty
But hold nothing,
Unless scripted by God.

The sun rises the same
On a day of trouble
as joy.

Truth is found in the Word
of God,
Like a straight arrow.

Beautiful fruit
Can still be rotten
On one side.

The ocean of Grace,
Is wide and never depleted
It is more than sufficient.

Time melts away
Like the snow when
I'm in prayer.

The age demands
A sign, Proof!
But God knows the outcome.

A man in battle,
Always remembers
to pray.

A harsh word crushes
When a soft word
Heals a wound.

The Craftman's hands
Cuts the image in His heart,
One shaving at a time.

The Stars shout
At night,
Look up!  See!
His Workmanship.

 

~Dave~
31 July 04

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