To live content in Christ alone, my Joy,
all longings of the flesh cannot compare!
Domestic comforts are the devil’s ploy,
for death shall come to all just as a snare.
That I would look elsewhere, how can this be?
You gently blot out my depravity.
Repentance brings refreshing from above,
earth’s treasures are mere shadows of Your love!
Acts 3:19 Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord
Poetry Type: Heroic Rispetto