From Those Dusts

From Those Dusts

From those dusts our life is likened

They go forth with the wind

No bound, no direction at all

If SOMEBODY does not lay His heart upon us,

Where we shall be cast away?

Once among those dusts, I was

Who depended my bound

Upon the world's dictation

Poor dust, going forth

Towards hateful destination

For all my vessels are in vain

But SOMEBODY laid His mercy

When He opened my eyes,

I magnify His awesome beauty

It's wonderful to realize

His marvelous work for me

That transformed this "dust"

Into an ever shining gold.

Beholding the beauty of Him

Who once born all the pain on the cross.

And this dust, forever will be a dust

Unless He come.

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Wbisbill 8 years ago from Tennessee USA

I especially like:

It's wonderful to realizeHis marvelous work for meThat transformed this "dust"Into an ever shining gold.

Very good and thanks!


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cristina327 8 years ago from Manila Author

Thanks Wbisbill for appreciating this hub.


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Wehzo 8 years ago from Detroit, MI

I like it a lot Cristina327. Thank you for sharing it.


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cristina327 8 years ago from Manila Author

Thanks Wehzo for appreciating this poetry.


david 8 years ago

Great hub Cristina.

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