Sergey Dobrenkov Poet Verse

Shine, crazy Diamond, shine!

Through gaping chasms and depths untold,
Thou leadest me into Thy light;
Each grief I bear, each loss I hold,
Makes stronger still my faith's pure might.

Thou carvedst me deep, through trials and knife,
Each cut a step to eternal Life.
The weight of the cross, the sting of the thorn,
In the crucible of love, a new heart is born.

Through shadows that linger, through starless night,
Thou’rt grinding my edges till I shine just right.
Every scar tells the story of Grace,
Every flaw touched by a Saviour’s embrace.

Like a diamond in the rough, I was hidden, unseen,
But Thy hands, O Lord, make the broken gleam.
Like stars above,
I’ll reflect Thy boundless love.

Purified by suffering’s flame,
I’ll rise and glorify Thy name,
A jewel cut by Thy hand.
Let me sparkle in the promised land.

So rest, O soul, in the Saviour’s hand,
For the Master’s touch is never in vain—
Let Him grind and polish as He hath planned.
A humble jewel I shall remain.

Shine, crazy diamond, shine!

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Paul Beadnall August 9, 2026 at 8:01 AM A masterpiece my friend. Holy Spirit giving the words to express the depths of suffering. People who are in the world have no Idea. It’s all gravy. Every pain is a healing gain. Your mess becomes a message . Psalm 91 and 69 plus 144 have been my strength in the darkest of times. I draw encouragement from you. Look at my work . I have a book you will be blessed by. Email [email protected] and I will send you a free copy. Regards Paul Jesus x❤️ Sergey Dobrenkov August 9, 2026 at 11:14 AM The ineffable cannot be encompassed by words, but I thank you for your interest. If you have the opportunity, come to Diveyevo—to venerate the Venerable Seraphim of Sarov. Here there is living, active Grace—not on a sheet of paper. I have read what you write. ❤️ I wish you salvation in Eternity. And I must become ever less...