Category: Poetry

I don't deserve Him,
with the sins I carry,
When I feel hate and anger, 
I hate the way I feel.
It's a sin, and when I feel hate,
to Jesus I must appeal,
to be forgiven from the same old sins.
Why can't I change?
I ask myself over,
and over again.
Jesus said hate,
is just like murder
how will I ever make it, 
to myself I wonder.
So much hate, 
such a senseless war.
So many injustices
in this cruel, cruel world.
All the cruelty and insults,
will they ever end?
This isn't God's will,
this isn't God's plan.

MKR

He radiates power,
And when His presence enters a room,
worry is something you just can't do.
His presence brings peace,
His presence brings love,
His presence is tranquility.
I want to feel His presence again,
it's better than seeing a long, lost friend.
When I feel His presence,
I just want to praise.
He is power,
He is love,
He is peace.
That is my God,
That is my Savior,
That is my Prince of Peace.

MKR

When I looked into your eyes, I saw a part of me

and when I’ve felt you hold me you made me feel complete

Why you love me I’ll never understand

I am a sinful woman, but you made me strong so I could stand

You shield me from the enemy and cause me no harm.

You suffered, were beaten and whipped beyond description.

You know what it’s like to be betrayed and despised

You understand what we are going through

that is why I treasure you, like a prize.

MKR