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Monday, May 27, 2024

The storm is approaching, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India


The storm is approaching
a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

The storm is approaching,
I heard the alarm,
The fear of danger,
My faith did disarm,

I lost the helm of faith,
I was swept too and fro,
My heart in its distress,
No patience could ever know.

From the lips of a stranger,
I heard have faith in God,
Yet I kept wavering, as
If I was lost.

I wondered too and fro,
Sighing bearing the pain,
Turning from faithful to faithless,
From strength to being in vain.

Though the storm is bound to approach,
Yet through Strom, He shall be my guide,
Tempest doth also obey Him,
Why fear when He is beside.

Did the boat of disciple sink,
Didn't the sea obey His command,
Peace be still in His command,
Full obedience He demands.

Saturday, March 23, 2024

When tension Hits me hard, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India


When tension Hits me hard

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India


When tension hits me hard,
I cling to the cross,
Till the tempest rages,
I do not leave the cross.

Come tempest come,
You will have to fail,
I with my Jesus,
Can never fail.

Did the disciples sink,
Did the sea prevail,
No, it failed,
Yes, it failed.

Nor did it win then,
Nor will it win now,
Shepard for sure,
No wolf shall allow.

Note:- This poem is written on the 27th of January 2018. This poem talks about my faith in God.
Once the disciples were on a boat and Jesus was also with them a storm approached as Jesus was asleep the disciples got afraid and woke up Jesus and he silenced the Storm.

Sunday, April 3, 2022

Baits and baits,

 Baits and baits

A poem by R.A.Jacob

 Baits and baits,

Satan has thousands of them,

You may think it does not matter,

You may crash in the end.


Be sure of these little things,

They are His ploys,

Which he for faithful deploys,

So that He may you destroy.


Follow your master follow Him,

He has a cross to bear,

Bear His cross my dear ones,

He shall thy boat steer.


He is sufficient for all the needs,

On His word rely,

Hold on to faith my dear one,

Hold on as circumstance tries.

Justice is the cry of the earth, a poem by R. A. Jacob

Every man has a dark side, Hidden in the dark, How dark must be the darkness, Of the people  who appear to be dark. Wash yourself of all mal...