GRATITUDE BLISS
Divine mirth grips my heart
exuding gratitude reaching heaven’s throne
when wrapped with ecstatic triumph
persuaded that God is merciful
attending to my needs constantly...
Thanksgiving keeps my soul joyful
subduing worries, despair and woes
since the Lord* assures hope
radiating grace of loving kindness
marked with serene compassionate glow...
Gratefully worshipping the blessed Almighty
my spirit abounds with praises
while reaching out to others
sharing peace along contentment bliss
driven by faith toward victory!
Psalm 39:7 - And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
April 3, 2025
2nd place, "5X5X3" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Miranda Hawley; judged on 4/26/2025
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2025
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