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Category: Poetry (Page 1 of 4)

Truth

You can trust
the true word
bleeding
on the cross
He is an anchor
for you

So when God desired to show more convincingly to the heirs of the promise the unchangeable character of his purpose, he guaranteed it with an oath, 18so that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us. 19We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain, 20where Jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a high priest forever after the order of Melchizedek. (Heb 6,17-20)

November is dark

Raindrops On empty twigs November is cold and dark Tuesday freezing Is going to bed Leaves are falling Rain falls down Empty trees Cold feet A messy living room Noisy thoughts November is dark
Photo Copyright Heidi Spangberg Christensen

Photo Copyright Heidi Spangberg Christensen

It is raining It is cold The days are short Leaves are falling The sky is grey November is dark We hear a calling Outside the door Continue reading

In the shadow of your wings

The sun is shining
on the folded hands
I’m only dust

The curtain of the sky
Torn apart
The head is filled
With your word
The day sleeps no longer
Waiting for the lamb
On my knees
I’m lying
In the shadow
Of your wings

Only you, Lord can quench
The thirst
In my soul
Eternal you
You, the only God
You are my life and my light
You are who you are

Get up

Rain
tiredness
I can’t feel myself
A bird flies into the window
The body is a stone
Don’t wanna get up
The cold fingers
Write no more
I’m tired and hungry
I can’t do anything
Headache, autumn storm, October rain, moving mess and emptiness
I am powerless

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