Out of the Mouth

May my sins and iniquities be cast far away,
Like clouds scattered by the winds of a new day.
For today is a gift, like manna from heaven,
A breath of grace, by which I am forgiven.

Let me learn from the wounds that scar my soul,
From the shadows I’ve walked, to be made whole.
Each step I take, may it be towards the light,
A journey of healing, from darkness to bright.
I long to be more than I was yesterday,
Transformed by His love, I walk in His way.

Washed by the blood, cleansed from my shame,
Renewed in His name, I call on His claim.
Under His shelter, I find my peace,
From the world’s distractions, I seek release.

Make me whole again, O Lord, I plead,
Fill my heart like a river, with Your holy seed.
May my cup overflow with joy unspoken,
For in Your love, I am never broken.

Let Your spirit within me rise and shine,
For You are the truth, the life, the vine.
In the garden of Your love, let me take root,
And grow strong in Your truth, like a tree with deep fruit.
With You, I will flourish, in Your grace I stand,
Forever guided by Your holy hand.

I separate from the world, as the wheat from the chaff,
Draw near to Your presence, and feel Your staff.
For You are the Shepherd, and I am Your sheep,
In Your green pastures, my soul You keep.

~Written by K.inthia

The Shield of Grace 

I am but a seed, sprouting in a world that seeks to devour.  

Nightly creatures surround me, cloaked in deceit,  

Their whispers, snares—luring with false promises of belonging.  

Disguised in sheep’s clothing,  

They drink deep from the well of my joy,  

Siphoning the goodness within me,  

Wearing masks of virtue,  

Ordaining themselves in false righteousness.  

Yet my soul aches, burdened by the weight of their lies,  

Weary from the relentless press of deception,  

Like thorns choking the tender vine of faith.  

But I am covered,  

By the blood of the Lamb,  

The Passover sacrifice,  

His righteousness a fortress around me,  

The shield of His grace my protection.  

In Him, I find refuge and strength,  

The Rock of my salvation,  

A strong tower I can run to and be safe.  

Though the enemy rages,  

I am more than a conqueror,  

For through Christ, I rise.  

~Written by K.inthia