Poetry

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I thank God whom I serve,
As did my forefathers;
Clear conscience and strong nerve,
Against pagan brothers.

Remember in your prayer,
Both day and night the tears;
All the joy that we share,
For calming all your fears.

The faith that is sincere,
A faith that dwells as first;
Faith to God you revere,
Makes you righteously thirst.

Fan to enflame the gift,
That God laid in your hands;
The flame that will uplift,
Guiding as He commands.

God gave us a spirit,
Of power and of love;
Self-control of merit,
That flows down from above.

So do not be ashamed,
Testify for the Lord;
Freely to be proclaimed,
To be in one accord.

Share in the suffering,
By the power of God;
Showing its buffering,
When you honor and laud.

We are to be holy,
For a holy calling;
Not just on works only,
But stop us from falling.

Now as manifested,
Appeared by the Savior;
Eternal invested,
Looks on us with favor.

The Holy Spirit dwells,
Guards the good deposit;
Within us and impels,
Avoid any debit.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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