Christian Poetry -113

Woman


Celebrating who I am and who I am becoming
I am beautiful, talented, gifted, anointed, Woman
I got a voice that sings softly and carries strong
On the tree limbs of an oak through a summer breeze
Dancing with its leaves can you hear me whisper?
Woman
Anchored and grounded in your truth
The love you have shown me Heavenly Father
there is no substitute
I glide with each step laced with your grace
Your mercy covers me so when you see me I am guiltless
I step over worthlessness and push shame out of my way
I run confident, fast, bold, and free towards your throne
while calling on your name
Knowing the sacrifice that was made,
my mediator is also my brother,
A friend that will stick closer than any other,
and when I need to be taught a little more
or need to feel you close like never before,
You introduce me to our Comforter
So much love you poured into me
when out of man's side you first created me
Woman
I am surrendering all to you;
I'm like clay on the potter's wheel,
celebrating who I am and who I am becoming
Lord mold me and make me
Woman.