God's My Island

God's my island hideaway.

He keeps danger far from shore.

He places garlands of hosannas,

around my neck for evermore.

Graceful

One may not appear

as beautiful

or as elegant

and in place.

Yet in Christ,

one is blessed,

and perfect,

and truly full of grace.

Understanding It’s Right

Far from my understanding,

are God's ways and commanding.

I may not comprehend,

direction from above,

yet I know it is good,

and based on love.

My Perfection

It take little reflection,

to see my lack of perfection.

Yet because of God's sacrifice,

I'm now made perfect in Christ.

God Hears You

God hears you when you speak,
whether strong or if you're weak.
You may be a pauper or a king,
rank and possessions mean not a thing.
You have equal access,
much as monk or a priest.
Preacher or a sinner,
all are invited to God's feast.
He listens to prayers of all sincere.
His endless love desires you near.