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GOD IS LOVE - Poem

GOD IS LOVE   Red is the roses, v iolets are blue, Yet my heart w ill stay true to You. Yellow is the sun, grasses are green, You're more than anything I've ever seen. You were the builder of light and dark, You've done it all, and never in part. Why shouldn't I be like You?   His love runs like an ocean, And it flows down to my heart. I see the beauty of Eden, From which its splendor cannot depart. His love blossoms like flowers, And they make my whole life glow. I feel the presence of Your power In everything You own.    "Love one another a s Jesus loves you", Won't I show kindness i n all that I do? For if today we decide to look beyond the cover, And remember the question, "What are you doing for others?", Then we would be compelled to certainly make it A better food for the miserable mind, That is much sweeter than malice And the hate that thrives.   God is love! And love is from ...
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GOD IS LOVE - Poem


GOD IS LOVE

 

Red is the roses, violets are blue,

Yet my heart will stay true to You.

Yellow is the sun, grasses are green,

You're more than anything I've ever seen.

You were the builder of light and dark,

You've done it all, and never in part.

Why shouldn't I be like You?

 

His love runs like an ocean,

And it flows down to my heart.

I see the beauty of Eden,

From which its splendor cannot depart.

His love blossoms like flowers,

And they make my whole life glow.

I feel the presence of Your power

In everything You own. 

 

"Love one another as Jesus loves you",

Won't I show kindness in all that I do?

For if today we decide to look beyond the cover,

And remember the question, "What are you doing for others?",

Then we would be compelled to certainly make it

A better food for the miserable mind,

That is much sweeter than malice

And the hate that thrives.

 

God is love!

And love is from God!

Love is gentle, love is true,

Love is better than a rod!

We did not deserve it, did not earn it

But it still gave us life so we would make it!

And because we are loved by Jesus Christ,

God's only Son who paid the price,

We must now urge all to keep on loving.

Love is stronger and greater than everything!

 

Red is the roses, violets are blue,

Don't you think Love is the best to choose?




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Posted by Oluwatobi Chinedum Ayeni
First written March 2018

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