CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

I am a conqueror,
whatever life brings
I can overcome . . .
all variety of things.
If a catastrophe,
descended on my day
for power and strength
to God I would pray.
If I am troubled,
worried or distressed
on Jesus I would call
so not to be depressed.
If I am persecuted,
for how I believe
onto my faith and hope
the harder I would cleave.
If I am hungry,
naked and weak
it would be God’s face
that I would first seek.
If death by a sword,
should be my fate . . .
I’d more than a conqueror
as I enter heaven’s gate!
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Who shall separate us
from the love of Christ?
shall tribulation, or distress,
or persecution, or famine,
or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
Nay, in all these things
we are more than conquerors
through him that loved us.
King James…
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