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My heart is rapt in the warmth of Your love
And Your light shines steady upon the path
But the devil’s name is Evil
He sets his snares here, there, everywhere
Devious detours, deviations
Heady scents of temptations
Powerful images and sensations
All things craven in this world of Satan
Almost irresistible; help me stay incorruptible
Keep me safe, give me faith
To follow in the light of Your love
.
©DGA 21 April 2012 05:31
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21/04/2012 at 8:39 am
Good morning Adee.
Powerful.
I like it.
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22/04/2012 at 8:04 am
Hi Gran, glad you liked it! Keep well (and out of mischief). 😆
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21/04/2012 at 10:16 am
Lovely poem, adee. xxx
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22/04/2012 at 8:04 am
Thank you so much, AD. 🙂
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21/04/2012 at 2:21 pm
Devil gives meaning to word insidious
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22/04/2012 at 8:05 am
Yes, that’s true, Carl. He’s there before you’re aware…
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21/04/2012 at 2:37 pm
nice…reads like a prayer on avoiding temptation….and nice use of rapt…smiles…it is a fun word….watch out for those snares adee…
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22/04/2012 at 8:08 am
Yip, Brian, lovely word. The snares abound and are sometimes hard to see…
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21/04/2012 at 4:38 pm
There are many forks in the pathway of life, and most have been well-traveled,
the trick is to take the right one, just before it all unravels…
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22/04/2012 at 8:09 am
That is just when we need guidance, Jake… Not always easy to see at the time.
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21/04/2012 at 4:55 pm
Amen. Beautiful prayer. Hope Dad manages to see this, Denise – I may mail it to him. He’s on an iPad right now and isn’t able to follow blogs so easily.
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22/04/2012 at 8:12 am
I hope your Mum is turning the corner, Kate. You are all in my prayers… ♥
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22/04/2012 at 9:26 am
Thanks, Denise. We’ll find out Monday. I’ll pass on your words, Dad will be chuffed.
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22/04/2012 at 1:55 am
There are many ‘pulls’ in love.. so safety is a gift.
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22/04/2012 at 8:13 am
You are right as usual, Jeannie. However I do believe faith is the key…
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22/04/2012 at 10:06 pm
Kate’s hunch was right Denise. I did find my way here on her iPad!
I think this poem expresses the core of human weakness. Thank God we have a protector, even when we fail
Loved this from beginning it end
John
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23/04/2012 at 10:49 am
It is good to have daughters with the latest contraptions isn’t it, John. My daughter visited yesterday and put some CDs on to my laptop as I had struggled to put them on in the format that I preferred. Thanks for keeping in touch. Much love to you and to June. I look forward to hearing that she is home again!
Glad you liked the poem.
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23/04/2012 at 1:27 am
The Devil is alive and well all right. Tempting us, deriding us. But for now, the light still shines. Great poem, Adee.
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23/04/2012 at 10:53 am
Sometimes it is hard to see the wood for the trees, Selma… We just have to trust that He will light up the right path for us to follow! I’m glad you liked the poem.
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25/04/2012 at 1:02 am
Lovely read – thank you!
anne
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25/04/2012 at 8:01 am
It was my pleasure, thank you. Welcome to my blog!
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27/04/2012 at 12:28 am
This is beautiful. I particularly liked these words, “He sets his snares here, there, everywhere… Devious detours, deviations”. So true. Indeed, not every shortcut and opportunity is of God. The devil is quite a force to reckon with on this planet. Powerless, but subtle and really tricky.
Thanks for expressing yourself Adee. Quite a blessing.
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28/04/2012 at 5:56 am
Thank you, Johnson, for reading and understanding my poem! 🙂
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