My Spiritual Freedom
A worthless worm…writhing in wretchedness
Hell-bound creature because of iniquities
That was I: doomed to everlasting torment
Condemned to suffer forever…
Yet, God Almighty with His grace and compassion
Reached down to me wondrously…
…He lifted me up from sins’ quagmire
Transforming my life miraculously;
Now, like a butterfly, peaceably beauteous
I’m freely doing His entrusted role as His called steward...
Thankful to His blessings, spread like "every grain of sand."
With righteous deeds likened to filthy rags
Imprisoned was I to my hypocritical beliefs
Such was I: verily unprofitable according to Scriptures’ gauge
Midst my self-glorying domineering conceit…
Yet, the Saviour with His truth and mercy
Imparted to me His divine nature……
…He rescued me from corruption by His holiness
Unchaining my soul from the clasps of religious dogmatism;
Now, I’m justified… acquitted from transgressions’ punishment
Freed indeed*, clothed with virtues for Christ-driven service...
Appreciating His magnificence shown by "every grain of sand."
*John 8:36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
April 3, 2019
Edited on May 7, 2019
4th place, "Musical Inspiration" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 6/6/2019.
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