The UNBRIDLED SOUL
- Barbara Ann Price
- Jan 17, 2019
- 1 min read
The whimsical move of an unbridled soul Is a danger to man and to beast. It caters to sin and rebels from within On its predator’s flesh it will feast. O Lord, what a dark revelation. It burns like a fiery sword. I dare not retreat from the blaze and the heat, As it comes from my Savior and Lord. So, harness me now, by your Spirit And teach me to come and to go. Help me to hear from your heart without fear As Your servant, surrendered, I’ll grow.
I think of the ninth fruit of the Spirit—self-control. And the verse about letting your nay be nay and your yes be yes. Nice poem!
Nice. 👍
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