Neil Alexander Poet Blank verse

The Perfect Sacrifice

A sweet scented aroma.

‘’Actions speak loader than words’’ they say. 
So it is!, look to our Faith!
He looks at our hearts. 
No matter what we see, suggesting,
Honourable worship & praise,
If Spirits; His & ours un-synced,
Is what we do real?
Words speak to us as we sing, ,
& drive out poisonous weeds. 
God loves a sacrifice of praise.
Our empty hands declare, 
Willing prisoners ‘Surrendered’;
His, to know our heart,
As we hold on for in-put.
The loss of ‘Self’; as Christ.
He uses to unbind others with, 
Sweet perfumed news, 
Proclaims the glory of His name. 
Practice makes perfect?
As we can if we go against,
The flow we see as ‘sane or normal’

Feb 2017

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Kim Rodrigues March 1, 2017 at 7:36 AM The world sees sacrifice as the giving up of. They do not understand the "sacrifice of praise." The worshipful, heart-impacting, glorious deliverance of shouting in song with your hands thrown high. The loss of self branded His!