Sacred Verse
The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry by
Irene BealesA new poem will be shown each time you visit this page.
Fires kindled by the ungodly Can so easily draw us - When we are wallowing In such a self pity - or slight, and 'ere we have thought We have found ourselves Denying our Lord - and what is right.
Careful we must be - of company we keep, People will judge by our morals, We - are His Bible to the wayward throng - And even tho they claim no creed They'll be quick to point the finger If our behaviour seems wrong. Let's be so careful in a testimony for their need.
Peter was so sure of his love - Willing to follow His Lord to the grave And yet - on that dreadful night He was found - warming by fires of the ungodly, Denying his beloved Lord - Caught up in a vicious circle of fear - He forgot - to be free - there must be a Calvary.
Free yes - Free indeed - The wonderful experience for those Who've heeded the call - and recognised their need - To come to the cross And accept Jesus as Lord, The cleansing blood - that He affords. Praise God - Jesus was willing to carry the cost. 29/3/87 |