Make Him Known (poem by me)

Guilt, guilt, like a scepter lying in wait,
Dread, dread, like a harbinger of things to come,
Heavy burden, like an atomic weight,
Fear, the steady beat of an ominous drum.

Cry out, you captives, ask for your release,
Throw off the chains of your prisoner’s cell,
Rise up and pray for God’s perfect peace,
Sing a song of praise to Immanuel.

Tell how God sewed up your broken heart,
How He set you free from your sinful ways,
How He changed your thoughts and gave you a new start,
That He’ll raise you up at the end of days.

The Lord deserves your adoration,
Make Him known to every nation.

“The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners…”
—Isaiah 61:1

My Deliverer (poem by me)

I hated the smell and despised the cost,
Abhorred each drag and the years it stole,
It announced to the world that I was lost
Every toke took a little piece of my soul.

One stupid choice I made years ago,
Made me a slave to my foolishness,
As a teen, how little did I know,
About addiction’s pure ruthlessness.

Then one day, the Lord set me free
My habit was no match for His power
He broke the chains that bound me
He is my fortress, and my strong tower.

If you are chained by some certain sin,
Make today the day you call out to Him.

“Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
    and he saved them from their distress.” —Psalm 107:13

Light Switch (poem by me)

If you’re in the dark saying,
“There is nothing to see.”
Flip on the illumination
And gawk at God’s glory.

Read some Biblical prophecy
Research ancient archaeology
Visit church with family—
Openly consider my testimony.

Start the spiritual spark,
Open the heavenly door,
Because inwardly you know
the dark isn’t fun anymore.

“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” —Revelation 3:20

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A Parched Soul (poem by me)

In life, some would say
I lacked no good thing,
I was loved and healthy,
Young and nice-looking.

Yet my soul was parched,
It was cracked, dry dirt,
A candle with no spark,
An eclipse of the earth.

Then a voice caused me to kneel,
An unseen tongue let loose,
“God is real and
the Bible is truth.”

Lots has happened since
God took me by the hand
But I still remember when
My faith in God began.

*This is my testimony in poem form.

© 2016 Kim Bond

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