Poetry

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The Living Word Saves

Meeting Jesus in my deepest pit
brought an end to all my inner pain;
Through His love, the Living Word made fit
my heart to live and breathe again.

First, like a farmer, He pulled up my weeds,
turned the soil, laid every stone bare;
then gently sowed His life-giving seeds,
tending me with patient, fruitful care.

Yes, the Word's voice in the Spirit of love
drew me near and held me there;
His life now dwelling from heaven above
a living gift He longs to share.

So from your pit, rise up and come away;
let Him sow His life within your soul.
Find living truth in Him today
your soul now living whole.

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