Category Archives: Poetry

Revelation of Righteousness (poem)

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I look in the mirror and what do I see?

The answer is always illusive to me.

I see all my failures and mistakes that I made,

And then I remember the price Jesus paid.

My sin He has covered and though it seems strange,

He died on the cross for a wondrous exchange.

My sins He did bear when I had naught to give,

He then made me righteous that through Him I’d live.

My struggle to see past the person I’ve been

Is now a good fight that I know I can win.

He’s done all the work, this I perceive,

Now all that is left is for me to believe.

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JC

The Gospel? ~poem~

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What is the gospel and what does it mean?

Have we made the good news into something obscene?

Is it news of prosperity, blessing and healing?

This candy-coated gospel seems very appealing.

We’ve abandoned the message our Lord has conceived

And embraced a gospel that has left us deceived!

Where did we miss it, was it one certain sin?

Or did we allow some leaven to creep in?

It didn’t take much to stray from what is true,

A self-serving gospel has perverted our view.

Repentance is the answer, it’s the only decision

That will help us restore God’s original vision.

The gospel is the message that Christ did conceive,

Our sin for His righteousness, if we’ll only believe!

Accept what He’s done, and believe what He said,

Let Christ live in you, and your old man be dead.

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JC

Reflections of Righteousness (poem)

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I look in the mirror and what do I see?

The answer has always been illusive to me.

I see all my failures and mistakes that I’ve made,

And then I remember the price Jesus paid.

My past He has covered, and though it seems strange

He died on the cross for a wondrous exchange.

My sins He did bare when I had naught to give,

He gave me His righteousness that through Him I’d live.

My struggle to see past the person I’ve been

Is now a fight that I know I can win.

He’s done all the work, this I perceive,

All that is left is for me to believe.

Thank you for visiting truthpressure.com. I hope this has been a blessing to you.

JC

The Purpose Of Man ~ poem

The purpose of a man is not his own choice,

he can’t find the answer on his own.

First he must listen to the still small voice

and allow his path to be shown.

No one can tell you ”this you must do,

and this is what you shall be”.

That only comes from the Lord above

as He opens your heart to see.

Mistakes will be made, wrong turns taken

and this is a part of the quest,

but if you remains with faith unshaken

you surely will see God’s best.

What is my purpose and why was I made

are questions that were not your own,

For that was a yearning placed deep in your heart

that the depths of Gods love would be known.

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JC

~ Imagine ~ poem

Imagine being born in a world of decay,

Surrounded death and sin,

Imagine discovering your purpose to be

All the worlds souls to win.

Imagine growing up into an awareness

Of the call of God above,

To lay down your life for all of mankind,

All in the name of Love.

Imagine having power to walk on the water

Or power to turn it to wine,

Then imagine you laying your hands on the sick

And restoring sight to the blind.

Imagine seeing people and look past their faces

To the very depths of their heart,

Not seeing them through a fallen worlds eyes

But as Gods own work of art.

Imagine being crucified and numbered with thieves

Even though you’ve committed no wrong,

To pay the price for all of mankind

So they may live an eternity long.

Imagine you conquering death, hell and grave

And ascending to a heavenly throne,

Now every human being that calls on your name

God can call them His own.

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JC