The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry byIrene Beales
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How often we fret and suffer
Over troubles that never come,
Instead of completely trusting Jesus
And resting in His power alone.
The devil is always busy
Along this earthly road we tread.
And he litters it with bundles - glossily wrapped
To waylay us, from forging ahead.
We wear ourselves out as we pause
To look - for the treasure inside,
But all we find - is a waste of time -
And we've just been taken for a ride.
Refuse to be drawn by these bundles -
Don't touch - they are devilish things,
Just look ahead to Jesus - a prayer for strength
And you'll be born along - "On Eagles wings".
When the baby eaglet is learning to fly
and in exhaustion or fear starts to lose ground -
the Mother Eagle swoops down underneath
and lifts it to safety - bearing it on her
wings. Jesus will do the same for us.