Grace-Gripped Soul
Grace*
grips
my soul…
Christ’s love-braced
rescued from guilt’s wrath;
granted with everlasting life.
By faith’s lens, my focus turns to heavenly pursuits...
now persevering joyously, reaching-out along compassionate heart, triumphant.
*1Peter 5:10 "…The God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, … make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you."
July 13, 2020
3rd place, "Fibonacci" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Ink Empress; judged on 1/27/2024.
Honorable Mention, "STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (9) any form any theme" Poetry Contest; Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/14/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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