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Of Matchless Worth
 


EVERY moment granted us a blessing,
GOOD times please while bad times see us grow,
AND, as we learn, our needs God is addressing,
PERFECT reflection of His love to show.
GIFT to imperfect man of Christ's salvation
IS far beyond this mortal's comprehension,
FROM God the Father, Author of creation,
ABOVE judgement, beyond all reprehension.
AND, through this life, cognizant of His grace,
COMES wave on wave to cleanse poor hearts with love,
DOWN from the heavens, see Him face to face,
FROM depths of time, the Spirit, as a dove.
THE Great I Am, oh Ye of matchless worth,
FATHER, ABBA, God, loved us before our birth.

Quote (upper case): James 1:17


















By cherryk

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