Poetry

Why Should You Die?

By Sadie Daniels [by help from on high]

November 17, 2012

In your heart you know that you've sinned

You know you're deserving of death

And yet you deny it and chase down the wind

When all the while God's giving you breath

He has not dealt with you according to your sins

He has not punished you as you deserve

He withholds judgement as He holds out His hands

Bidding you to come and to live

For why should you die; why be destroyed

Why run from God--as if you could

Nowhere can you escape to that will not betray you

Hiding will do you no good

For everything hidden will surely be known

And what's done in a corner will be told in the street

So come to Him, now, while mercy is shown

Come, with your Adversary, make peace

Dear sinner, do you not know the reason He came

Or why He gave up His life on a tree

He came so He could seek and save what was lost--

And that means you and me

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I want to be like Mary...

By Sadie Daniels [by help from on high]

August 2012

Oh I want to be like Mary

She broke her alabaster flask

Poured its oil out on Jesus

He didn't even have to ask

Mary do you love Me?

Will you do this thing for Me?

Do you trust Me with what's precious?

Would you give it all for Me?

Jesus, You are worthy

Of this and so much more

My blood instead of oil

I'd even gladly pour

But no one else understood

The beat of Mary's heart

They said it was a waste

--it surely wasn't smart

Why, that oil could be sold

The money given to the poor

Why'd she spend it all on Jesus

What did she do that for?

But Jesus did not rebuke her

Nor scorn the gift she gave

She's wrought a good work for Me, He said

And come to prepare Me for the grave

And where'er the Gospel's preached

Her deed will be told of, too

As a memorial to her

[And as a reminder to you]

Don't fear to be like Mary

To love Christ more than self

True, the world will mock you

And relegate you to the shelf

By the world you'll be forgotten

They won't even know your name

But where the Gospel of love is preached

Your love, too, will be proclaimed

Oh, I want to be like Mary

Who broke her alabaster flask

She poured its oil out on Jesus

He didn't even have to ask

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Learning Surrender

By Sadie Daniels [by help from on high]

July 25, 2012

It seemed like I had planned out my way

I knew every step; no need to pray

For hadn't God planted the thoughts of my heart?

Did I not just have to do my part?

But I'm learning

That dreams don't come true

Unless they first die

Nothing can live

That's not sacrificed

So I lay it all down

And take up my knife

Kill it so God

Can raise it to life

Not my will, but God's will be done

I submit myself as did Jesus, God's Son

I'm dead to myself--now, as I live

Yes, I've surrendered, but there's still more to give

I'm learning

Because I've surrendered

My plans and my will

Now it's my pleasure

My cup to fill

With all of God's bountiful

Mercy and grace

To pour out on others

Let none go to waste

For I'm dead to myself--now, as I live

Yes, I've surrendered, so there's plenty to give

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Morning Prayer

By Sadie Daniels [by help from on high]

June 16, 2011

I wake

I rise

I praise my God

For granting me this breath

To love

And praise

And honour Him

In my life or death

I rise

I fall

I bend my knee

To humble my proud heart

To think

To thank

To praise Him for

The grace that He imparts

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Jesus is My Paradise

By Sadie Daniels [by help from on high]

June 1, 2011

Lately life has left me longing
Looking for my journey's end
When I ah! At last, belonging,
Wake in that fair and happy land

Oh distant shores of this soul's Dreaming
I yearn for rest from weary life
And await with joys ever increasing
My entrance into Paradise

Yet, what of these sweet fruits of rest
What would the best of all these be?
The glories of Heaven--I would attest--
Are not to be compared to Thee

For Thou art that Joy of my desire
And were it not for my faith's hope
To walk with Thee--in plain and pasture--
That shore for me should not be home

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