In the realm of the divine, where life takes its sway,
Stands God alone, holding death and life at bay.
His breath, His ruach, a force unseen,
Brings life to our being, in realms serene.
The divine breath withdrawn, life fades away, yet, sent forth anew, it brings a brand-new day. From dust to life, a cycle profound, in God's spirit, we are eternally bound. In His works, let us find our joy, our lives to please Him, our efforts employ. For in pleasing Him, we find our worth, in the grand symphony of life, our rebirth.
In His grand design, our lives He does steer, away from evil, towards purpose clear. In His provision, all creatures find their part, an interconnected ballet, a divine art. Just as a body, with parts so diverse, each has a function, in the universe. Despite our differences, in Him, we unite, part of one body, in His holy light. We are many, yet one, in Christ we unite, just as a body, in its strength and might. Each part unique, each gift bestowed, in harmony, we carry life's load.
In the realm of the divine, where gifts take flight, the Holy Spirit is the source, the beacon of light. Diverse are the gifts, yet from the Spirit they flow, uniting us in purpose, in love's gentle glow. The Holy Spirit, our guide, our friend, empowers us to live, to faith's every bend. In every trial, in every test, with the Spirit within us, we are blessed. Imbued with power, from realms above, spreading Jesus' teachings, His message of love. To nations afar, languages wide, in the power of His word, we confide.
Gifts are given, not for one, but all, for the common good, they heed the call. If a gift can't be shared, for others' gain, it's not of the Spirit, but of worldly chain. Acknowledge your gifts, let them unfurl, in God's grand design, let them twirl. Whatever talents you hold, whatever skills you've got, use them to glorify God, let love be your thought.
Equipped by God, to face any tide, no challenge too great, with Him by our side. Our mission is possible, our adequacy from above, in His strength, we move, in His grace, we love. In life's journey, as we strive and strive, God's promises are the wind in our drive. His word, a beacon, His love, our guide, in His wisdom and strength, we confide.
In the quiet of His presence, where peace takes its stand, not just the absence of trouble, but blessings so grand. The Lord's peace we receive, in abundance and might, a beacon of well-being, a guiding light.
