TITLE: Dime-Store Diamond February 26, 2015
By Lynn Kowal
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I wear a dime-store diamond ring
To remind myself I’m engaged to a King.
It’s bigger than any real gem could be
Just like His unfathomable love for me.
It shines so bright, on my finger so small
And reminds me of Heaven’s light - open to all.
The First Son of Glory – He so selflessly gave
All that He could have, in order to save.
And what does He save from destruction so sure
But your life and mine – His blood being the cure.
As I gaze at this ring from the dime-store downtown
It’s big - I feel pretty – a woman of renown.
And my ring did not cost much, just nickels, you see,
But it stands for the promise ‘tween my bridegroom and me.
The Bridegroom who promised my whole life it would be
Fulfilling and joyous - meaningful and free.
If I asked Him to come right now into my heart,
And take out my own wants - my wishes to part.
Then His life He would put in it’s place oh so mean
And His glory from my eyes could always be seen.
So I trusted the words of His promise to me
And I gave Him the right to be my destiny.
No, this ring did not cost much, it’s price not too high
But it guarantees a future that money just can not buy.
And this promise will be worn on my finger each day
Till He calls me and carries me home far away….
Lynn Kowal email@example.com
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