Poems

Jesus wants to know just two things,Do you trust me?Do you love Me?We start out with a most certain, ” Yes!”And then the billows rollWe get tossed to and froCrashing […]

I find that confusion and fear Can only exist when I fail to remember that I am His.I cannotI know notWithout HimSo trust Him I mustAnd love Him I mustFor

Who am I?What do I know?Nothing, nothingAll I am is HisAll I have is HisAll belongs to HimI’m just a steward for a season To do His will, not mineAnd

Lord, you are my FortalezaLord, you are my FortalezaLord, you are my FortalezaMy Fortaleza is what you areLord, You are my FortalezaYes, You are my FortalezaMay the walls that separate

The Purple swan swamIn the waters of rejectionWhere her reflection revealedA heart that had been brokenHow she longed to be loved,How she longed to be seenAs the beauty that God

At Your feet, sweet JesusAt Your feet, sweet Jesus,That’s where You’ll find meEver resting in Your love and grace,At Your feet is where I’ll beAt Your feet, At Your feet,Yes,

How can it be After all we’ve been through That you still struggle to trust Me? Wasn’t Calvary enough, Where my blood flowed for thee, After all I’ve done, why

Oh, my Jesus! My Lord and My King!To thee alone be all the glory, let me with Heaven sing!How great your works, how countless your waysYour goodness never failing,Surely, You are