Divine Grace

By the grace of God,
I am what I am . . .
His mercy and favor
is why I do what I can.

My words are idle,
they hold no worth
if they’re not from Him
they fall to the earth.

I labor in vain,
all my works are dust
without His grace
they’ll turn to rust.

I am nothing,
without God’s grace
I haven’t the power
to finish the race.

There’s nothing I do,
nothing I can be . . .
without divine grace
abundantly living in me!

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1 Corinthians 15:10
King James Version
“But by the grace of God I am what I am:
and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain;
but I laboured more abundantly than they all:
yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me.

Copyright 2013
Deborah Ann Belka

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Pierced ~

Pierced by our sins,
afflicted with their pain
the Son of God dies
for our eternal gain.

Crushed and rejected,
bearer of our sickness
His stripes are a display
of grace and forgiveness.

Stricken and cut down,
all our iniquities taken
the Healer of humanity
hangs dying and forsaken.

Bruised but not broken,
Jesus lives  on today . . .
but the world from Him
still turns  the other way.

Pierced and afflicted,
for eternities gain
Jesus nailed to the cross
Oh, think of the pain!

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Isaiah 53:4-6
King James Version

“Surely he hath borne our griefs,
and carried our sorrows:
yet we did esteem him stricken,
smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions,
he was bruised for our iniquities:
the chastisement of our peace was upon him;
and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray;
we have turned every one to his own way;
and the Lord hath laid on him
the iniquity of us all.”

Copyright 2013
Deborah Ann Belka