My Worth

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There are demons that live in the dark lonely places. 
They whisper and sneer with big leers on their faces. 

They know where to hit me and when I am down, 
They tell me I’m worthless , I won’t wear the crown. 

But my Father, He sent me with promise to earth.
He told me He loved me, to remember my worth. 

He sent down my Brother, the pathway to find,
To lead me and guide me cause I’m walking blind. 

Do I always remember? Unfortunately, no. 
I sometimes forget when the demons take hold. 

The pathway’s not easy, those devils abound 
They taunt me and trick me and knock me to ground. 

Yes, demons surround me I fight with my might.
At times I’m discouraged, my goal out of sight. 

They push me and pull me to places unknown.
I’m far from my Father I can’t see His throne. 

My Brother’s soft voice I then hear through the din.
“It’s for you that I died, for you I did win.”

“For you I gave all, I spilled precious blood”
And I finally remember how much I am loved.

And when I am there with my face in the dirt
I remember my Father and of my great worth.

I can’t see my Brother but his voice remains strong
And if I but listen He won’t lead me wrong. 

So, I heed His voice, it’s been with me from birth.
There are demons around me but I know my worth! 


Comments

  1. Carissa FronkAugust 5, 2020 at 9:23 AM

    I still love this poem so much. So poignantly beautiful. The thing I love most is that I finish it and feel deeply our Savior's love. Thank you for sharing. 🥰💕

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