The Sting of Death ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

When the sting of death,
first burned into my soul
I never thought again
I could be made whole.

But God sent to me,
all the grace I needed
as the tide of grief
ebbed and receded.

When the sting of death,
bought its gloomy sorrow
I didn’t think I could ever
face another tomorrow.

But God sent to me,
new rays of hope
filled with His strength
helping me to cope.

When the sting of death,
at first left me reeling
God in His time sent me . . .
inner peace and healing!

~~~~~

Matthew 5:4

“Blessed are they that mourn:
for they shall be comforted.”

King James Version
Public Domain
Copyright 2018
Deborah Ann Belka

In Memory of my son
Glenn Swindell
11.04.1974 – 05.17.14

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