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A Barren FaithJeremiah 17:5-11 Cursed is the one, who puts faith in man, In turning away from God and His plan; For he will be like the desert tumbleweed, Roaming aimlessly in the wind for greed. Living space in a waste land unoccupied, That stretches outward both far and wide; Showing no real purpose within his life, As it is filled with tribulation and strife. Blessing to a man with faith in the Lord, As salvation for his soul shall be restored; For he is like a tree planted near a stream, Roots almost like fingers as it may seem. They reach the water to quench a thirst, While the blooms rejoice as they burst; No fear from the tree as the summer heat, Causing the moisture to nearly deplete. Never showing fear as it stays so green, Able to produce fruit that has a sheen; Your faith is where you put your heart, As a barren faith in man can soon depart. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2005 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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