By Greta Dornbirer
How can I hope,
To ever measure up? How can I think,
That I could be perfect,
If only I tried enough?
How can I feel,
That I am good enough?
How can I?
I can’t measure up,
I’m not good enough,
God is holy, perfect,
I’m unworthy, a wreck.
Why would Jesus save me?
I, who always sin,
Always try and fail,
Always flee and fall,
Helpless on the ground.
“Work hard,” I say,
“I’ll make it someday.”
But I never do,
I always fail.
Though there be
No good in me,
Jesus loves me anyway.
His love catches me
When I fall.
Holds me
When I feel alone.
His love, everlasting,
Never ending,
Never failing,
Is astounding.
I stand, awe-struck,
Before the One,
Who saved my life,
God’s only Son.
How can I
Thank you enough?
I can’t.
But I will follow,
Never leaving,
Never straying,
The One who saved me from death.

Lovely, Greta. 🙂
Beautiful. 🙂 Great job, Greta!
Thank you, Faith and Kate! Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
Nice poem, sis! 🙂 🙂
Thanks, sis! 😉
BEAUTIFULLLLLL
GAH!!!! I know this girl!!! 😀 😀 😀 😀 Fantastic, love! <3