Mystery Of Grace Poem by David Olughu

Grace
A free gift from God
Given to all who call Him Lord
That they may hear His word
And be freed from the mud

Grace
A token
For words spoken
To renew every heart broken
Through his life that was taken

Grace
His divine present
To those whose life is without dent
That they may recover all they have spent
All because they chose to repent

Grace
A necessity
For us to manifest God's spirituality
In a very high intensity
To cause a change of identity

Grace
The power
Obtained every hour
To rise above every tower
And to conquer

Grace
Gotten through salvation
The price for His condemnation
An act of compassion
In which we obtained divine justification

Grace
Our assurance for a heavenly crown
That we may never fall down
Neither shall we drown
Instead, we get rid of our frown

Grace
Our source of miracle
Removing every hurdle and obstacle
Defeating every oracle
Placing our feet at the pinnacle

Grace
Our way maker
Path clearer
Light bringer
Hence we shine brighter

Grace
Visible and tangible
Always available
Enabling the unable
Making the impossible possible

Grace
Through it, sorrow is eliminated
Souls are dedicated
Men are elevated
And heaven is populated

Grace
Our driving force
That we may not go off course
Neither shall we become worse
Because He died for us on the cross

Grace
By it we are forgiven
Our sins are forgotten
Our life is rewritten
All because He was beaten

Grace
Preventing us from being afraid
Because we are beautifully and wonderfully made
That our dreams will never fade
For the price has been paid

Grace
Our desire
From the Messiah
Who has lifted us higher
And rekindled our fire

Grace
Our only hope
That we may be able to cope
With the constant change in scope
Of our ever changing globe.

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