With every year that passes
I find myself more often on my knees
more do I revel in God’s grace,
enjoy His blessed sovereignty.
With every year that passes
more of the Saviour’s preciousness I see
growing to comprehend His sacrifice,
rejoicing that His great love has come to me.
With every year that passes
the sweetness of His word
touches my soul more deeply
with every passage heard.
With every year that passes
My unworthiness more clear
Even so, His mercies never fail
Living in the shelter of His care.
By: Diana Ortega
"As for me, I will call upon God;
and the LORD shall save me.
Evening, and morning, and at noon,
will I pray and cry aloud:
and he shall hear my voice."
Psalm 55:16-17
7 comments:
P.S. I like the poem!
Dear Friend,
I appreciate your capturing your thoughts and heart in the poem you wrote.
Lovingly,
Jan
Jan -
Thank you sweet friend!
With love - Diana
My sister,my friend; I thank you for sharing your wisdom in this beautiful poem. Love always, DJ
DJ ~
Thank you for your love down through the years and for the many ways you have been a blessing in my life. You are a true treasure!
With love - Diana
That is beautiful, Diana.
Yes, I can finally access your blog, but see you have been much too busy to post anything lately.
Enjoy your day!
Love,
Theresa
Thank you, Theresa!
Good to have you "aboard" or is it "a-blog" :0)
Love - Diana
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