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, January 9, 2011
Never Too Late...
It’s never too late to call on Him
If cares of this life bring us low
When hope and strength are growing dim
And burdens are pressing so
There is no hour that He is not near
There is no prayer that He does not hear
There is no valley too dark or too deep
And there is no promise that He will not keep
It’s never too late to call on Him
If our feet in the mire should slip
As we reach for His hand again and again
Finding comfort in his patient grip
There is no end to His saving grace
There is no friend who could ever replace
The tender mercy and compassionate love
Flowing abundantly from His throne above
It’s never too late to call on Him
Though oft we do stumble and err
He lifts us up and restores us again
As we call to Him in prayer
Beacon of hope when our vision is dim
It’s never too late to call on Him
Lest we should choose His love to forfeit
And death should come…then it will be too late
Janet~
…and surely I am with you always,
Even to the end of the age…..Matt.28:20
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