CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Sometimes I ask the Lord,
what are You waiting for
why haven’t You to me
opened up this door.
I’ve patiently waited,
for Your go, to go inside
but here I still stand . . .
stuck on the outside.
I don’t know why,
this door is yet shut
the way into it . . .
looks to me clear-cut.
Through the keyhole,
I took myself a look
and saw everything
I thought was by the Book.
Sometimes I ask the Lord,
what are You waiting for
often He tells me child . . .
it’s still not the right door!
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I will instruct thee
and teach thee in the way
which thou shalt go:
I will guide thee with
mine eye.
Furthermore, when I came to
Troas to preach Christ’s gospel,
and a door was opened unto
me of the Lord,
King James…
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