From glory to glory, my image is changed,
Each glance in the mirror,
Is never the same
His Holy Word pierces through bone, spirit and heart
The Spirit gives meaning, to the words He imparts
Refined not with silver, through trials I'm led,
Chosen in fires where true faith is bred.
Purified as gold, until God's image is seen
In His pure reflection,
I see the true me
As in water face reflects face,
So the heart mirrors heart,
Time spent with God, His truth does impart
His heart to my spirit, reborn by His grace,
In His holy presence, I find my true place
God's spectrum of colors shines bright in His light,
Where The Son; His Word and Spirit ignite.
Rainbows on earth, a touch of the Divine,
When sun and rain blend, God's promise we'll find.
Don't just be a hearer
who forgets his image after taking a look in the mirror
But who looks into the perfect law of liberty
Being a doer of the word, this one shall be blessed in all his deed
Changed into His image
From grace to grace and from glory to glory
Seated with Christ in heavenly places
You're a written letter from Him, His true love story
When people take a look through the windows of your soul
They will see The One, that desires to make them whole
A beautiful mirror, speaking to them:
Be reconciled with Me and become born again
For I know the plans I have for you, A future and a hope
Trust Me to be Your Savior, make Me your Lord
Become a reflection of Me in every word and deed
Wherever you go, you'll be sowing seeds
And by the fruits you grow, they will experience Me
Take care of your Garden, keep out all the weeds
A Little Water, a little Son-Light
The fruit of The Spirit is growing, until it is ripe
Let His abundant Grace flow through your life
So you may touch many, and lead them to Christ
Poem 02/08/24
Esther 🜲 Newland