Transformation Poem by david lessard

Transformation



He's there,
you just
don't hear him;
He's there,
Just take his hand,
He's there
when all else
fails you,
He's there,
when you
must take a stand.

He's reaching out,
you just can't see him,
He's reaching out,
just let him in;
Turn from the life
your living,
Take hold of God,
and not of sin.

He'll take your dreams
and make them real,
He'll take your sins
and wash them all
away;
He doesn't care what
you have done,
He cares what you
will do,
He's here with you,
and here to stay.

He'll wash the blood
from off your hands,
He'll clean the dirt
from off your heart;
He'll give you Hope
and with it Joy,
He'll help you
make a brand-new start.

You'll look the same
But you'll be
something different,
But on the outside
you won't change -
Instead He'll shape you
from the inside,
and your life
will never be
the same.

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