spirit in travail.

[blessedindeed2day]

MY BONES ARE ACHING MY SPIRIT IN TRAVAIL
I FEEL LIKE I'M SITTING AT THE GATES OF HELL.
LIFES JOURNEY IS LONG BARING HEAVY BLOWS.
BUT MY HOPES IN JESUS ONLY GOD KNOWS
HE HAS THE KEYS TO THIS GATE
HIS ARMS NOT SHORTENED IT CANNOT SAVE
I CALL ON THE LORD IN MY DESPAIR
WHAT DO YOU KNOW HE'S ALWAYS THERE
HE SAID WHATS YOUR REQUEST WHAT CAN I DO
I'M EAGER TO HELP AND RESCUE YOU
YOU ARE THE APPLE OF MY EYE IT WAS FOR YOU I BLED AND DIED
THIRSTY NAKED AND IN PAIN FOR THIS WORLD I HUNG IN SHAME SO I COULD CARRY ALL YOUR PAIN. ... AMEN.

[ProphetessWallace]

Truly this has blessed me GBU!

[Integrity]

This poem was profound and spoke very much. How true in our most bleakest of times, He paid the greatest price we could never pay. And because of His debt paid, we know that the darkness will be turned into great Light. God is truely worthy of our Praise and Thanksgivings!

God Bless you for flowing by His Spirit in poem and verse.