joses tirtabudi

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Me - Poem by joses tirtabudi

There once was a question: a question which was to us posed:
Who shall separate us from the love of God? Whom do you suppose?
Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
For neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature that ever lived in this universe under the sun.
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
The King of kings, the Lord of lords, omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient - the Lord Jesus.
Raise your hands, shout in triumph. For the love of Jesus reaches farther than we could ever grasp.
It has a power like no other. It has a enormity that we can only try to clasp.
Hear the shout of the martyrs, crying out as their blood spilled on the sand.
Because no matter what they faced, nothing could separate God's love from man.
But note that Romans states ‘other', because there is one who is responsible when all's said and done.
Who shall separate us from the love of God? The rarely thought about answer is only one.
To our greatest sorrow, someone who can separate us from Jesus' fathomless love truly can be.
I looked in the mirror, and it was me.

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  • (5/12/2012 10:48:00 AM)

    a great poem, great work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012

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