Vinson Christian Poems
Everything Is Going Wrong PDF Print E-mail
Written by Philip C. Vinson   
Wednesday, 09 July 2008 17:23

Have you ever thought, God where are You?
Won't the time ever come for my breakthrough?
It seems it has been forever, Even the answer seems to be never.
Many are waiting for an answer to their prayer, And of Your presence they are unaware.
Why Lord do You wait so long?
When everything is going wrong.
I sought You, yet I have not heard from You.
Why do You delay? I did all I know to do.
I cry out, things are so bad,
How long since some peaceful days I have had?
Come Lord and peace give to me, Speak and I will change whatever needs to be.
Just show me what I must do.
Gladly I will obey You.
Why do my thoughts run wild when Your not near?
Why do I wonder what is wrong when Your not here?
If anything in my life that grieves You, remove, So the things I do and say You will approve.
Right now Lord there are things I need to know, No one else has the answer to whom I can go.
Only on You can I rely.
So, I will wait for Your reply.
Lord forgive me when I complain, And from words of doubt refrain.
To serve You with all my heart is my quest.
Then I know You will take care of all the rest.

Now It Is Too Late PDF Print E-mail
Written by Philip C. Vinson   
Wednesday, 09 July 2008 17:21

They waited for Jesus to come and heal, Why does He not come at our appeal?
He could have healed before he died, But now the wrappings have been applied.
Jesus said, Lazarus is asleep,
Let us go an appointment with him I must keep.
Then to His disciples He said, Lazarus died, I go to raise him from the dead.
Lord, Lazarus was sick he was Your friend, Now he is dead, why did his life have to end?
Why, so long did You wait?
Now it is to late.
If You came sooner my brother would not be dead, I am the resurrection Jesus said.
I know he will be raised at the last day,
He will rise today, in the grave he will not stay.
There were happy times when Jesus passed through, But today sorrow has come to this house too. Usually there was joy and a good meal to eat, Today a mission I must complete.
Jesus came to raise a friend that day,
He brought joy to their house, that was His way.
Maybe they learned something by their wait, That Jesus was right on time, He was not late.
When Jesus comes He brings joy.
When Jesus comes He gives peace.
When Jesus comes He brings healing.
When Jesus comes He gives life.

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