Friday, 22 January 2021

Poem 21

 In the small dark hours

fear and regret burden hearts.

Light returns with day

9 comments:

  1. Very good. Seventeen syllables, carefully considered, can convey more meaning than seventy lines of assorted thougnts tapped out on the keyboard.
    I agree, daylight may not dispel fears and burdens but it seems to make them more bearable.
    Alphie

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  2. The Psalms are a treasure:
    Read one before retiring for the night.
    Get to know them better than you know your favourite music.
    I never understood their power till I attended the Free Church of Scotland and heard the sung Psalms or Psalter.
    *Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God.*
    Romans 11:13.
    I also turn to a book, *Spiritual Depression* by Martyn Lloyd-Jones.
    And to my favourite biography, *Paul of Tarsus* by T.R. Glover.
    On the first page Glover writes that in losing his way Paul arrives.

    *And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises to God: and the prisoners heard them.* Acts 16:25-24
    Praise God aloud in the small dark hours, call on the Holy Spirit.
    The prisoners will hear you.

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    1. Psalm 121 is an old fave

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    2. *The Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.*
      That is how close He is: it is physical, like our hand.
      Or as we turn over in sleep. We turn over in Him.

      Listen to *A Saving Faith* by Arthur W Pink (YouTube).
      Iain H Murray wrote a very good biography of Pink.
      Pink's *Nature of Apostasy 1 of 5* (YouTube) is deeper than the ocean.


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  3. I wish that the light always returned with day. I guess that is what EC was also saying more succinctly.

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    1. I agree, it doesn't necessarily get better in the morning. I was thinking if the way every little thing is magnified at 2 am.....and for some reason I think 2 am is the very lowest point.

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