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Morning Devotional

Another Year

Another year is coming one more year is left behind

And no one really knows what come tomorrow they will find

To meet them in the morning when before the sun they rise

Or in the late of evening when the sun has left the skies

But everyone might know no matter what will come to earth

The confidence that comes to those who know God through rebirth

The confidence that every challenge they may have to face

Is just an opportunity to trust in Jesus' grace

The grace He had to live by when He walked this earth below

When Satan was a constant threat in every place He'd go

A threat to our redemption if he once could make Christ fail

And even His destruction that His failing would entail

For Christ as He was fully God and fully Man as well

When walking One among us also faced the fires of Hell

Should He in word or action in the smallest way had slipped

For only He could shed the blood in which we all must dip

To have His perfect cleansing as the Saviour of our souls

For which the plan in heaven long before this world was told

To those who had been faithful in the army of the Lord

When Satan and his angels in rebellion had ignored

The warnings of compassion God had given them to see

If they should choose rebellion against His divinity

And choose to fight against Him in the battle for His throne

Assuming though created they could make His throne their own

But pride means self-destruction to the self deceptive soul

That has no understanding of the plan that makes us whole

The plan that we discover when we give our all to Him

Who gave His all upon the cross to save the souls of them

Who would seek every morning every hour every day

To walk in close communion with the Life the Truth the Way

And know with fullest confidence no matter what will come

Will simply be another step that's added to the sum

Of all that makes us holy in our walk with Christ the Lord

Who orders every step we take when His will's not ignored

And promises His Kingdom will soon be our final Home

Where we His chosen people will at last need never roam

Psalm 119:49-56; Hebrews 5:1-9; 1 Peter 2:9-12

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