Marriage: Ordained of God
Marriage is ordained of God
A beautiful thing indeed
Satan tries with all his might-
God’s children to mislead
He stirs the hearts of men
To question if it’s right
To marry someone for eternity
Fear becomes a constant fight
Men begin to be afraid
To commit to the one they love
Thus Satan has the power
And they forget the One above
Men should have the courage
To obey the Master’s plan
To heed the Spirit that guides them
Finding faith in God’s hand
Satan wants the fear to commit
To hinder what men will do
To keep them from getting married
Or finding someone to pursue
Marriage is ordained of God
A beautiful thing indeed
Men, take courage in your faith
And the Lord will help you succeed
©Alisha Gilbert
Oct. 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I Am Someone without a Man
I Am Someone without a Man
I don’t need a man
To set me apart
Or to tell me I’m special
And that’s just a start
I don’t need a man
To confirm I am dear
Or his hand to hold onto
For my worth to appear
I don’t need a man
To prove I have appeal
Nor a diamond ring
To seal the deal
I don’t need a man
For the world to see
That I’m irreplaceable
And as precious as can be
©Alisha Gilbert
Oct. ‘09
I don’t need a man
To set me apart
Or to tell me I’m special
And that’s just a start
I don’t need a man
To confirm I am dear
Or his hand to hold onto
For my worth to appear
I don’t need a man
To prove I have appeal
Nor a diamond ring
To seal the deal
I don’t need a man
For the world to see
That I’m irreplaceable
And as precious as can be
©Alisha Gilbert
Oct. ‘09
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Minor Mistakes, Major Worries
Minor Mistakes, Major Worries
I am not perfect
This is no surprise
I make many mistakes
There is no disguise
I am my own worst enemy
I notice every defect
I worry relentlessly
About faults I detect
I make silly mistakes
That others forget
But my mind replays them
Thus making me fret
I sometimes wonder
If there is a shut-off switch
For this worrying mind of mine
Perhaps it is some kind of glitch
I’ve got to look past
The thoughtless acts of mine
And find forgiveness for myself
And know things will be just fine
©Alisha Gilbert
Oct. ‘09
I am not perfect
This is no surprise
I make many mistakes
There is no disguise
I am my own worst enemy
I notice every defect
I worry relentlessly
About faults I detect
I make silly mistakes
That others forget
But my mind replays them
Thus making me fret
I sometimes wonder
If there is a shut-off switch
For this worrying mind of mine
Perhaps it is some kind of glitch
I’ve got to look past
The thoughtless acts of mine
And find forgiveness for myself
And know things will be just fine
©Alisha Gilbert
Oct. ‘09
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