My Chains Are Gone
My chief desire in all my writings, is to exalt the Lord Jesus Christ and make Him beautiful and glorious in the eyes of people; and to promote the increase of repentance, faith, and holiness upon earth - J. C. Ryle (1816-1900)

Man’s Finest Hours

Man’s finest hours – mortal’s best
emerge all bruised and torn,
quite unaware God’s perfect rest:
endeavor, human-born.

Yet, other souls, in humble trust
wait upon God’s power,
to rise blood-bought victorious
above the cruelest hour.

To never strive (tho’ told we should),
our thoughts and deeds must soar,
(and labor not, as mortals would)
to land on heaven’s shore.

Ours is, but, to hear and obey,
to follow close Christ’s Way:
Ask? Receive? Only then achieve?
No! I’ll do it MY way.”

Man’s finest hours are well meant
and, yes, might reach mountain height;
but, soon they tumble down, worldly-spent:
man’s unblessed, earthbound plight.

Man’s Finest Hours – Copyright 2000 –


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