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I consider the sufferings,
At the present time are not worth;
Comparing to the buffering,
That your mother had at your birth.
 
Because the glory is revealed,
For creation waits for longing;
When all of it will be unsealed,
Where all of we are belonging.
 
For creation was subjected,
To futility unwilling;
But hope to be resurrected,
For a life that is fulfilling.
 
As creation will be set free,
From its bondage to corruption;
As children of God and to see,
Without tempting interruption.
 
We know that the whole creation,
Groans with the pains of childbirth;
To have reconciliation,
With the Lord while here on earth.
 
The firstfruits of the Spirit,
Groan eagerly while we wait;
Because faith with our merit,
Allows us to seal our fate.
 
For through this hope we have been saved,
Now hope that is seen is not hope;
Be free from sin that has enslaved,
With temptations that we still cope.
 
If we hope what we do not see,
We will wait for it with patience;
Through our faith helps let us be,
For giving us a clear conscience.
 
For he who searches their own hearts,
Knows of the mind of the Spirit;
Intercedes to His will imparts,
Has the key what they inherit.
 
And we know of those who love God,
All things work together for good;
Cleansing ourselves to where flawed,
Blessings when doing what we should.
 
Those whom He predestined are called,
And He called to be justified;
Heaven will rejoice and applaud,
Them being saved by the crucified.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer




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