MIRIAM JACOB Poems

A table was covered with
a soft white linen cloth.
A lighted candle was placed
as its centerpiece.
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One dark, misty morning,
a child sat in a rocking-chair,
near an open window
overlooking the sea,
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I can hear a little songbird
singing in the rain,
making the raindrops patter
with a sweet refrain,
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The beauty of the moonlight
shines through the leafy branches
of the tall trees in the wood,
making little pools of silver
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Three lights burned brightly
with Christ's love,
Three hearts ignited alive,
They gave God all that
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I know the beauty
that touches the heart
with life-giving strength.
I have the faith and trust
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What is that
in your hand?
Let it go.
Like an unbound bird,
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The power of the Lord is so great
that we can feel the Holy Spirit
working in our hearts at all times,
to will and to do for His good pleasure.
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Humility is like
a most sensitive plant.
Blow a breath on it, and
it swiftly droops its head.
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I will praise You, Lord,
with all my heart,
How great is Your
wonderful love for me.
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