Paint Mover Is My Lord
Toward heavenly standard the Lord propels me wisely
Moving me to paint with words about His greatness
Along worship's awe at His supreme omnipotence
From worldliness' view devoid of biblical regard…
He guards my pen of publication against deceit and lies
So I can present a masterpiece of truth worthy of His commendation!
Toward virtuous ways the Lord ushers me thru His goodness
Moving me to paint with kind deeds my testimony regarding Him
Along gratefulness' praise for His compassion and mercy
From apathy that darkens sharing acts and obscure prayer delight…
He leads my paintbrush of service against selfish interest
So I can represent Him in the best way I can - all by His grace!
Toward eternal triumph* the Lord goes with me for faithful stewardship
Moving me to paint with joy life's essence midst harsh realities
Along serenity's bliss that comes from trusting Him - my Saviour
From hatred's misery caused by despair and discontentment…
He beautifies my faith-performance with colors of His favor
So I can persevere in pleasing Him - my life's ultimate Painter!
*Psalm 92:4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
October 5, 2018
3rd place "The Paint Mover(s)" Premiere Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausin; judged on 10/17/2018.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2018
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