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Another poem of brokenness by Sharon Brown
Posted : 6 Jul, 2008 01:03 PM
I think she's got talent. How about giving it up for her:applause::applause::applause:
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BROKEN ANGEL WINGS
by... Sharon L/w Brown
In a long gown of mud streaked white
Soiled by sin�s crimson stains,
Her frail spirit and weakened arms held forth
A pair of broken angel wings.
With her last bit of dignity and ceremony
She has humbly returned them home,
Sadly saying, �My Lord! They�ve been through much
While I called them my own.
This left wing once shielded my dying heart
Till it could recoup and mend,
And �oft this right wing has shielded my soul
From the glares and stones of man.
These blessed wings have carried me above dangers
To a calm beyond the clouds mighty storm,
They�ve taken the spirit of this modern day woman
Back to the innocence of her childhood farm.
They�ve been through battle after battle
Because of selfish ignorance attacking my life,
They have encircled me in warmth and love
When fleeting affections brought me strife.
But I am tired of their abuse!
See! Like me, they are bent and stained,
O! Sweet Lord and Savior
A fallen soul pleas mercy for her wings.
I come to lay them down to due honor
For I am no longer worthy to be the cause,
That such a precious gift from heaven
Should suffer any further loss.
I feel sad and defeated at their peril
That sin seems yet to reign,
O! Lord! I�ve tried to fly so high for You
But I�ve broken even these angel wings.�
Confession gave way to peace
At the Lord gently smiled, then cried,
�Oh troubled heart! It was for the sinner
That I once laid my own wings aside.
Into the depths of Hell I flew
Stripped of my powers and Saintly robes,
And you, like I, must overcome
That another �VICTORY� might be told.�
�Then I heard the bleating of a lamb
Saw the shadow of a Shepherd with his rod,
It seemed I heard the whispers of angels
Somehow, I felt the presence of God.
Red waters from a near by river rose to engulf me
Again, I clung to those outstretched wings,
�The Lord hath washed away your sins�
I thought I heard invisible voices sing.
A light before me grew bright then brighter
As sleep gave way to the dawn of morn,
And opening my eyes to that peaceful new day
I knew that somehow�
The wings of my spirit had been reborn��
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Another poem of brokenness by Sharon Brown
Posted : 20 Aug, 2008 09:17 AM
While reading this poem my heart was touched for i have made many mistakes along my christian path but God always picks me up and tries the tears and mends my broken heart.Through the trials i face in life i always know my heavenly father is there to guide me and if i stray he puts me back to rights.Always have faith and God will see you through. How wonderfuly merciful our heavenly father is.God bless
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