Assurance Poem by Jeanette Telusma
Assurance
My life is in His hands, the Lover of my soul.
All that I need and hope to be is wrapped up in His hands.
I am captivated by His unconditional love towards me.
He loves me just as I am. He calls me His master piece.
In spite of my imperfections He calls me His master piece.
How do I run away from such a Lover, the Lover of my soul.
Continuously He is at work in and around my life.
He is the very essence of my existence, the air I breathe.
His love is like no other, I can't fully explain.
I do know for sure, this love I've never known.
Faithful is He to them that loves Him.
I have assurance in Him and His love.
The Lover of my soul! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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4/24/2024 4:16:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
In spite of my imperfections He calls me His master piece. How do I run away from such a Lover, the Lover of my soul... . No, you can't and needn't too. Have assurance on him and feel deeply that he is faithful and helpful. Fantastically expressed. Brilliant write.
So kind of you to comment, thank you so much.