The Fruit of Man

Jeremiah 17:7-10

Blessed is the man that trusts in the Lord,
Whose hope in the Lord is never ignored;
He shall be as a tree planted by a stream,
Rooting deep as branches grab a sunbeam;
Unconcerned of heat as leaves turn green,
No worries of a drought that be foreseen;
A very fruitful crop still able to attain,
So sweet and juicy for without the rain;
The heart is deceitful above all things,
Bearing sour fruit from its entire doings;
The Lord searches the heart for to cure,
When good is found behind a closed door;
He lets the door open wide allowing it out,
Sweetening all the fruit without a doubt;
But if the heart has a door locked within,
The key is closely guarded by their sin;
But only that person can retrieve the key,
With praying to God for his sins to flee;
Only then will the Lord be able to release,
For the cleansing and bring them peace.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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