The Temple
Earthly tabernacle bearing Christ-redeemed soul
sealed around the Saviour’s loving covenant
my body,* through faith, becomes the temple of Holy Spirit
Scriptures assert, by virtue of God’s imparted nature…
thus, as the Creator’s vessel, purified against iniquities’ filth
I glorify the Lord, serving blissfully midst grace and peace
offering myself to King Jesus for divine temple’s eternal pursuits.
*1Corinthians 6:19 …Your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own.
June 25, 2020
3rd place, "ON BROADWAY" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 8/22/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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