Sacred Verse
The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry by
Irene BealesA new poem will be shown each time you visit this page.
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. 2/12/86 |