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Poetry - not songs

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  • May 1

    The Carpenter Heals

    A weeping soul, as a broken chair
    Awaits the hands of the Carpenter,
    Calloused, beckoning and sincere,
    Ready to mend His worshiper.

    “Come to Me, oh beloved one,”
    The Carpenter invites with eyes like coals.
    Heart afire, the shattered soul comes,
    Reaching out as his Master takes hold.

    “I cannot promise painless healing,”
    He whispers, asking “Do you truly believe?”
    “Yes,” he sobs out while kneeling,
    Before the Master, saying, “I would not disbelieve.”

    As glorious restoration flows,
    The Carpenter continues His craft,
    Hands steady with eyes aglow.
    The soul waits as He mends the cracks.

  • May 2

    Cease Striving

    Cease striving; be still before God’s pure Light,
    Know His might can tear and wound and repair;
    Rest in the arms that set the world aright.

    Though foolish ones stray from the path of right,
    Because their deeds scattered briars, sowing tares;
    Cease striving; be still before God’s pure Light.

    Stray not from the Way in His chosen night,
    Despite fear like ghouls from mists rising in air;
    Rest in the arms that set the world aright.

    Rough travelers often plunge into fights,
    Leaping from the path, weary of their fare.
    Cease striving; be still before God’s pure Light.

    Remember His promises and with fist hold tight,
    Stand fast as His deliverance nears;
    Rest in the arms that set the world aright.

    And you, my brother, listen in your plight,
    Rely on Him, the Lord of all affairs.
    Cease striving; be still before God’s pure Light,
    Rest in the arms that set the world aright.

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