There is a refuge from chaos and strife,
Where all can receive abundant life.
A place where peace and joy prevail;
And all are embraced, even when they fail.
This refuge is built on intimate love,
Sealed by the Son of God above.
The King of kings and Lord of lords;
Who redeems and saves us, heals and restores.
But how will people ever come to know
This is a place where they can go,
Unless we live to show the way
By being God’s expression every day?
The living refuge is alive and well,
Standing against the gates of Hell.
Pointing the way so all come in,
To the Refuge where they are born again.
Chaos may increase and the storms will brew,
But peace abides in God most true.
Let us give thanks to His great Name,
Yesterday, today, forever the same.
Posted on November 27, 2016, in poetry, Uncategorized and tagged born again, chaos, Church, death, God, healing, Jesus, love, peace, people, redemption, refuge, salvation, story, witness, wrld. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.