I love to worship Him

I love to worship Him short poem

Many times I have said, thought and done
Many a time I have come before Him
With a tear smeared face, a broken heart and a failed soul
Many times in the reason of my living
I have thought; thought and again thought.
The wrong always uninvited as if right
I have continued as a sinner
Even though He kept calling me back, “Come my child.”
But clouded with shame I could not raise my face.
He has given me so much to be thankful for
And my words have failed in their own sufficiency
To show how much I say thank you,
Even though I seem not more holy than I pray for.
Even though He has never stopped calling me back.
My love for Him is too little compared to His concern for me
What can I do to make Him happy?
There is nothing I can do but to worship Him.
I will worship Him in all the days of my life;
In my life of catastrophe, in my life of thankfulness,
In my life of emptiness, in my life of wholesome.
In my life of pride and in my life of prejudice,
I will worship Him until the trumpet sounds.
Until He comes to redeem me from the sin congested world.
I love to worship Him
For in that much thanks I can approach.
Though the little the love can be
As long as my little heart is all that little
I shall keep on worshiping because He kept on calling
I shall never stop worshiping because He never stopped calling
I shall continue, because He did the same for me.

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Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Faith is that call which keeps on beckoning.

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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Guilt….
…….is the rope used by Satan to keep us away from God as if to be away from God is the most beautiful thing….
……….better to continue with sinning than to live with a guilty-heart……
………………..when you have already decided to be a demon why not give your hundred percent….
………..and who knows God will also pardon you the way he pardoned me……

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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You should pardon me for creating such a doubt in your mind…..
……..this poem has got truth…depth…above all hope for others …..

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