Charlotte Watkins Poet Iambic Pentameter

Up from the Ashes

Though I am but an ember in the wind,
my life so fleeting - to the Lord Most High.
He still sees me, He surely is El Roi,
and grants me both his mercy and reprieve.

Though Alpha and Omega, Jehovah,
my sins, He bore, upon a rugged Cross.
For His Son, Christ Jesus, paid price in full,
and trampled grave and serpent underfoot.

So may I never boast in naught but Christ,
or folly, or groan, with God's living breath.
No! Let the Prince of Peace, good Shepherd me,
for all that I am, is through Christ alone.

So temper now my head to a new song,
where you're e'er with me, and e'er will belong.


Poem of the day
05/16/2026.
'Blessed be the Name of the Lord'

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Charles Reese May 15, 2026 at 5:10 PM You have done this style quite nicely and on my favorite topic our Lord and Savior it's nice to read poetry well metered it enhances the imagery Charlotte Watkins June 3, 2026 at 12:11 AM Thankyou Charles for your uplifting words of encouragement. We share such a fragrant and blessed topic and hope of which poetry and prose can only hope to try to verbalise. - Blessings., C