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Poems by Janet Martin

Gift of Infinite Compassion
It is of the Lord’s 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
…and He said unto me;My grace is sufficient for thee;My strength is made perfect in weakness.2 Cor. 12:9
Sonnet of Grace
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound...
On Kindness
My daughter asked me...Did you call our neighbor to blow the snow or is he just being kind? He is being kind, I replied.
Joy Unrestrained
...thoughts while scrubbing my kitchen floor.
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