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Finding Strength in God’s Promises
I heard you whisper, “I’m replaceable”But heaven calls you irreplaceable.One of a kind, divinely designed,With gifts no other soul can find. When voices label you incompetent,My love declares you fully competent.Where doubt tries hard to steal your flame,God speaks your worth and calls your name.So do not fear, don’t sink in despair,The Lord still heals,…
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Navigating Life’s Stages with Faith
Different stages, different places,Yet we all arrive at the same end.So many faces, varied paces,Still puzzled by the turns life sends. Why do people chase so many races,Convinced each winding trail will blend?Believing knowledge, strength, and gracesAlone are enough to transcend. We climb the ladders pride has built,Collect applause like precious gold.Yet hearts grow restless,…
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BEAUTY FOR ASHES
He gives beauty in place of ash,Restores what life has tried to smash.Where sorrow fell like heavy rain,He gently lifts the weight of pain. The oil of joy for tears once cried,For every wound you tried to hide.A garment bright of praise He brings,To quiet hearts with broken wings. Where spirits felt crushed and worn,He…
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Hope in God
God walks beside you, so do not fear,He hears your prayers, for He is near.In the pale light of the breaking dawn,Where tangled thoughts are tightly drawn. When shadows stretch in whispered sighs,And quiet worries veil your eyes,He stands with strength, His angels near,A steady voice you still can hear. A gentle power in swirling…
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Finding Hope: Jesus’s Love for Us
I made you shine, I formed your story,Built you for hope and shaped for glory.So lift your eyes and clearly see:You’re never alone,I’m always with thee. Don’t be afraid,I paid the cost,I found you when you felt most lost.I shaped your life, I know your name,You’re mine forever, not your shame. When waters rise and…
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Finding Hope in Difficult Times: A Poetic Reflection
They thought the story ended there,When hope felt thin and prayers were rare.They closed the door, walked past the painYet morning whispered grace again. Some trade in fear on evening news,Yet kindness still breaks through the blues.Though anger shouts and nations strain,Peace plants small seeds in soaked-through rain. We flash our titles, prove we’re right,Forget…
MARYANN BOSAH 