Fan the Flame

Far, far from the fold;

heart, callous and cold.

A tale too often told,

a love for God grown cold.


Father, fan the flame.

Renew me once again.

Remove my guilt and shame;

as I call upon your Name.


Re-ignite the fire within.

Take away my loathsome sin.

Father God, I know you can,

revive my heart, once again.


“A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out …” Isaiah 42:3

7 responses to “Fan the Flame”

  1. Great post. Love your blog.

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    1. Thank you. Words too kind, my new found blogger friend.

      Liked by 2 people

    1. ❤️❤️❤️
      I saw you your heart and raised you two. 😂😂
      Blessings fellow blogger!

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      1. Blessings to you, fellow blogger! I admire this poem – respect it!

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  2. Thank you for sharing. Poetry is so much fun.

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