Sit back, find a comfy chair, grab a cup of tea.......then feel free to enjoy the poetry on this 'front porch'.This poetry is written first and foremost TO BRING GOD GLORY!!It reflects thoughts on life, love and God.May you be refreshed, encouraged, challenged and comforted....and leave with a new appreciation and joy in the mighty God we serve! God bless you and to Him be the glory, Janet Martin......
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Hidden Crosses
Sometimes it seems we’re at a loss
As we view a loved ones cross
As they stagger ‘neath their load
And their teardrops pave the road
Sometimes it seems we just don’t know
What to say as on they go
Our eyes overflow with tears
As we see the cross they bear
So we lift them up in prayer
Raise our plea to Heaven’s ear
Cry aloud on their behalf
While others sing and dance and laugh
Our hearts break and our hearts bleed
As we lift to God their need
Trusting Him to fill their loss
As they struggle neath their cross
But Lord today I lift to Thee
Those crosses that our eyes can’t see
Death, disease, material losses
These are life’s visible crosses
You know all the loads we bear
Inner crosses hidden here
For there is nothing hid from You
You alone will see us through
Hidden crosses Lord I pray
For those who carry them today
Burdens for a loved one lost
Lord, oh what a heavy cross
Aspirations hopes and dreams
Washed away in ruthless streams
Crosses borne so deep within
Reaping bitter seeds of sin
Lord, Your mercy and Your love
Eternally will be enough
If we cast our cares on you
You are there to see us through
Some crosses, Lord we plainly see
Some our known by only Thee
As we strain we’re not alone
For every cross by You is known
All Rights Reserved Aug. 2009
Janet Martin
Come unto Me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Matt.11:28
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