Promises He Keeps
I felt his presence in the room,
My heart was gripped in fear.
I felt my blood turn icy cold,
My heart frozen and still.
I tried to fight him night and day,
Staying conscience and alert.
My strength did fail and fear arrived,
His power was greater than mine.
In one last desperate attempt,
I began to read my dusty Bible.
I tried to find God in that book,
But the meaning wasn’t clear.
I spied a stranger’s gift to me,
A tract given long ago.
I read it again one final time,
Learning of a Father’s love.
It talked of repenting of one’s sin,
And ended with God’s dear grace.
I asked forgiveness of my sins,
Repenting and turning away.
Still I doubted the truth from God,
And made a pact with Him.
If salvation is true, O mighty God,
Then wake me in the morn.
If not, dear Lord, my strength has failed,
And death is what I yearn.
That night I slept a healing sleep,
And in the morning I rose.
With joyful heart, I praised my God,
For promised He keeps.
II Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
My Personal Project – Day 10 – II Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.