Treasure Island

Valsa George

God's Love

Our Merciful God, with benevolent care
Guards our little lives from above
Sing ye, praise unto the Lord
For He is the mighty reservoir of love

I see His love in the charm of blooms
I feel it in the chime of winds
I hear it in the song of birds
I taste it in the warmth of friends

God’s abiding love comes my way
Without asking, it is showered on me.
Yesterday, Today and all the days to come
That’s how God willed it to be.

He, my fortress when enemies surround
He, my harbour when storms rage
He, my comfort when strength wanes
He, my ally in the wars I wage

He lifts me up as I stumble and fall
He carries me when I lag behind
This limping lamb of His hundred fold
Can His love be repaid, flowing in torrent?

In my sinful heart, Oh Lord, you come n’ bide
And with your loving presence, lift my load
Then my soul, in blissful state will reside
And nothing more in life, I shall need!

Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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  • Clarence Prince (11/4/2013 9:46:00 AM)

    Truly this poem is very good, it is soul soothing; it has so much about God into it too, an enjoyable read! Well done, Valsa George! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (11/3/2013 10:42:00 AM)

    Incomparable to be compared, too high to measure, too white than brightest white..and too pure than untouchable pure, His love is always true and the best, just not everybody can the air we cant but what the is what we taking without we noticing_SOul (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (11/3/2013 8:37:00 AM)

    The old tale will be retold till the last man finds no listener and as the surviving species if any, will bear witness to a hopeless condition and the cries of my sword drawn today will lie unheard then. I am sorry for anyone who has decided upon fantasising things about a merciless and individual centric superpower even in these transparent times of a large chunk of humans living in this world haunted by the evil of poverty, disasters and disintegration. Madam Valsa, my comment was soft and I still feel it must be there in contrast with the usual ones by the privileged ones.Till God`s love is converted into loaves of bread for the hungry millions the same will remain as a notion of fancy for individuals, I assume.
    Sorry Madam Valsa if you feel it is a sword drawn against a great concept and as a poet with diametrically different stand, I have commented and I have once more displeased you. I could not help it.. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (11/3/2013 1:54:00 AM)

    To Dinesh,
    When it comes to the question of God
    Why in anger draw your sword?
    As many souls grope in dingy night
    Let their paths be lit by divine light
    This prayer, rising up from my heart
    Reach up to you in Heaven, my Lord! (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (11/2/2013 10:45:00 AM)

    Oh God!
    What a poem on Your Love.
    Reading this poem may be boring to You perhaps.

    Experiencing Thy love for Valsa is a dream come true!
    And she has told the world about it.
    I believe she is not lying here.

    Dear God,
    Appear before me in any form, any time, it`s my plea.
    I am not to resurrect, mind my weak frame too
    Better late than never, please.

    Madam Valsa,
    Hope a day will come that your God reaches out to the ones like me
    Then shall I unfold my human love to Him
    And till then I shall remain off your vision (Report) Reply

  • Queeny Gona (11/2/2013 9:47:00 AM)

    Divinely read. I felt as if I'm reading a psalm! It's more like David's prayer in book of Samuel if I am not wrong. The way he praised god, thanked and worshipped HIM with soul and heart.

    Not all will recognise the sinfull nature of oneself but those are under HIS grace are sure to accept it, confess the same and invite LORD into their hearts as a Personal Savior! Praise God dear ma'am for we are under HIS grace.

    In my sinful heart, Oh Lord, you come n’ bide
    And with your loving presence, lift my load
    Then my soul, in blissful state will reside
    And nothing more in life, I shall need! (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (10/31/2013 5:44:00 AM)

    I feel I have said a pray when I read this lovely poem I hope all his love will be repaid you are very much in heart of love when you choose God for your poems...regards (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (10/30/2013 11:44:00 AM)

    a sigh and a pain, when I was reading a poem....
    I would like to hear her laugh again.
    I would like to see her smile.
    I would like to sit and talk again
    For just a little while.

    here again Valsa also make the same to me.. reading her latest poem

    Yesterday, Today and all the days to come
    That’s how God willed it to be. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (10/30/2013 10:14:00 AM)

    A poem about God's love is rarely seen on this site.
    You have written this with such conviction and insight.
    God's love is unconditional, mans love is conditional.
    Written with a true heart and received with a grateful
    one. Thank you for this one and Amen. (Report) Reply

  • Kanniappan Kanniappan (10/29/2013 1:44:00 AM)

    ithuthannE poem. It is so nice. Expression, meaning, formation are excellent. I like to say in Tamil 'ithu allavO kavithai! ' (Report) Reply

  • Doug Bentley (10/29/2013 12:20:00 AM)

    This is one of those poems which people frame and put on their walls. Those types of poems last centuries, for they are timeless, simple, honest expressions from the heart. Thank you, Valsa! (Report) Reply

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