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Jacob’s walk is a straight and narrow walk, only a Godly canter doth he make; A worldly stride is not in his foot, he swaggers not, with any step he doth take. An idle and thoughtless posture, in him, is rare, though perfect he is not; He is still flesh and blood, redeemed by the blood of his savior; humanity is still his lot. Never pretentious nor boasting, and with a sincere heart, his conversations stand; His walk is in the Spirit, his thoughts are tempered by God’s Word, not by fallen man. This is only a portrait of my aspirations, a model of my desire, of what I fain to be; I can only live and walk from day to day, read God’s Word, and petition on bended knee. From glory to glory, here a little, there a little, is all the progress God will cause me to make; Line upon line, precept upon precept, must He burn within my heart; all the credit is His to take. Molding me slowly on His Potter’s Wheel, adding Living Water with tender touch, till He is done; Slowly I take shape, rough edges removed, becoming conformed to the image of His Son.
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AuthorJim is a devoted follower of Christ, and a dear friend. He has given me permission to share the poetry that God inspires him to write. We both pray that it will draw you to a deeper and more intimate relationship with your Redeemer, the God of your salvation. Archives
January 2019
CategoriesUpdate: Jim has published a collection of his poems under the title "David's Shield and Buckler." It can be found online at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and many other internet outlets in both paperback and digital versions.
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