Wednesday, 8 April 2009

Granite Heart.

What’s our heart made of?

Tender flesh soft and gentle,
Feels the pain that’s all around,
Cries at hurts, wrongs and injustice,
Bleeds with every tortured soul.

Or slowly hardened by life’s cruelty,
Fatigued by constant repeated ills,
To the point it beats no longer
And turns to granite cold and still.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. Matthew 5:8.

But the seed on good soil stands for those with a noble and good heart, who hear the word, retain it, and by persevering produce a crop. Luke 8:15.

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