Elma Burke

I Am A Temple - Poem by Elma Burke

I am building a temple,
But it is not made of stones;
I am building a temple Lord,
So your glory can be shown.

I am building a temple,
So you can live within me;
My life is an offering,
So I am giving you the best of me.

You are my rock;
The foundation of my building,
Every step I take;
Let your will be, the air I am breathing.

You are the architect,
Every detail is so perfect;
When I am going wrong,
Teach me to be humble and strong.

Your word says, that your strength,
Is perfected in my weakness;
And your blood,
Gives me access to your forgiveness.

So, I am building a temple,
That continues to improve each day;
Every day that passes by,
I will seek your face and pray.

I am building a temple;
Just for you, Oh my Lord,
A place to call your home;
A living sacrifice, to you, My God.

Topic(s) of this poem: religious

Comments about I Am A Temple by Elma Burke

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

[Hata Bildir]