He’ll shake you down, turn you around, to see the heart-matter.
Strip away the shallowness, the facade, lamenting what flatters.
Every way but loose, boggle our mindsets like marbles in a jar.
God will shake you down, turn you around, to see from a far.
No bliss, no bleeze, no nonsense please; stay focused to attain.
You need God’s roadmap, avoid many voices, to securely gain.
Catch a falling-star, put-it in the pocket can’t help pave the way.
The offshoot of David, the Bright and Morning Star guides today.
Christ's the brightest of all stars, who died so you would live.
Receive life abundantly, with forgiveness, to successfully give.
He washed my eyes with tears, eliminating flaws of sin.
And tore things all apart, God looked deep within.
Sweeping away the things that made me blind…
Till then I could not see- the clouds ‘silver lined.’
So now I understand pride's deflationary reality.
Christ, alone, will show you 'The Truth's totality.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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