The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry byIrene Beales
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There's power in the crimson flowing blood
Poured out on Calvary.
The Saviour promised so long
Became a reality -
And on the Cross - He died - to set us free.
Free from the bondage of sin -
When we open our hearts and let Him in.
So simple a child can understand
And stretch forth a little trusting hand.
Yet so hard for many in this world of sin,
They've meddled with Truth - and it's become
Swallowed in a myriad of worldly things -
Compromising and lies, 'til finally
The "Truth" is unrecognised.
The Holy Spirit will not always strive,
And sad tho it may be - many will be lost
Because they refused to be free.
Under the umbrella of - "She'll by right mate"
Many will not find the open gate -
And enter the City of God and Eternity.
But Praise God - even prayer for forgiveness
In the last breath we take
Will be acceptable to Thee - and open up Heavens gate.
But lets not be foolish and leave it to chance,
'Cos we know not the day or the hour
When our pilgrimage in this world
Will finally be o'er
And there can never be a second chance.
5/1/87 (Greg's Sermon)