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What I once thought an exhausting wrestling match
I now see as God’s loving embrace,
I once thought it was I holding on for dear life
I now see I am held by God’s grace.

For so many years I’ve cried torrents of tears
And thought they were poured out in vain,
But God stored each one up in a bottle
And used anguish of soul for great gain.

So please dear Christian don’t give up
Even when things seem hopeless and dark,
For  Christ can set the whole world ablaze,
With a smoldering wick and one spark.

Mark Tinjum   –   2016

They led Him away bound with chains,
To the mob gathered by the High Priest,
The ones who the very night before,
Celebrated the Passover feast.

He faced off against His accusers alone,
For His friends had forsaken and fled,
The High Priest deemed Him deserving of death,
Long before any words had been said.

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Squirming on God’s alter
So afraid to lay down my life,
The Lord lifted up His hand over me
Moonlight flashed off the cold steel knife,
My mind was reeling and racing
My thoughts conflicting, confused,
Why was He choosing this path for me,
And the method He now chose to use?

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