Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

Howbeit of what things that were gained,

These things have I counted as a loss;

For through Jesus Christ I proclaimed,

That was acquired through the cross.

So, I count all things to the loss,

For excellence of the knowledge;

As my Lord had hung on the cross,

Whom my suffering gives courage.

I suffered the loss of all things,

Since I do count them but refuse;

That I may gain for what Christ brings,

To be mocked as king of the Jews.

I have not of a righteous mind,

As to what you would find in Him;

But I have been humble and kind,

And my life has not been so grim.

Even that which is of the Law,

But that which is through faith in Christ;

The righteousness cleans any flaw,

Caused by temptation that enticed.

With a faith that I may know Him,

And the might of resurrection;

To beef up my spiritual vim,

In the heavenly direction.

Fellowship of His suffering,

Being conformed unto His death;

Able to be a buffering,

When anxiety takes my breath.

If by any means I attain,

The resurrection from the dead;

The temptations I must refrain,

Move forward to what lies ahead.

So, I press forward toward the goal,

That I am able to win the prize;

And that Jesus Christ takes my soul,

As a blessing within His eyes.