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Poems by Janet Martin

Hold to the Hand That Holds Us
I sent this to my daughter in college the other day when she asked me to pray for her. I need constant reminding to hold His hand too!
Aware of Who Is Reading
Our script of thought and action is never misunderstood by God.
Hope's Core
For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what shall a man give in return for his soul? Matt.16:26
Gift of Infinite Compassion
It is of the Lordâs mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. Lam. 3: 22-23
Looming or Gleaming
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isa. 41:10
Glimpses of Heaven
We don't need to try all that hard...they surround us if we take the time to see!
Extended Grace
I watched the morning rise over the darkness...
A Birthday IS a Gift
A poem I wrote for a friend's birthday...
I Am Strong
â¦and He said unto me;My grace is sufficient for thee;My strength is made perfect in weakness.2 Cor. 12:9

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