Brother Bob's Heartfelt Poems
Ps 45:1 ¶ .... my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
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I'm so glad you could stop by for a visit. My mission is to use the poetry God has given me to hopefully make a difference in someone's life!
TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Please feel free to sign my guestbook with your comments. God has graciously anointed me to write several hundred poems! So, I will be changing the content of my website from time to time. I am just His humble servant trying to help my brothers and sisters! I sure hope you will come back to see me!
I Would Like To Dedicate This Website To GOD,
And The Furtherance Of The Gospel Of
JESUS CHRIST. Without HIM I am Nothing.
He Is The True Inspiration For My Poetry
Next I want To Dedicate It To My Wife, Linda,
Our 2 Sons, Brian & Darryl, Their Wives, Michelle & Lynn,
And Our Five Grandchildren, Jennifer, Daniel, Natalie,
Darren, And Hailee Elizabeth!
Then A Very Special Dedication To My Parents
Bob & Ida For My Religious Upbringing.
In HIS Service
Brother Bob
Please visit our church webpage Dryden Road Pentecostal Church.
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Listen to His dying prayer, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!" The reason our Blessed Saviour came, Was to bear all our sin and shame, Thus providing salvation for me and you! As he hangs there dying, The angry mob is crying, "Crucify Him, away with this man." Can you hear them rant and rave, "He saved others, but himself He cannot save." Ah but unfolding before us is God's redemption plan! Jesus came unto His own and they received Him not. Now, Roman soldiers cast lots, For the very clothes our Saviour wore. Jesus' physical appearance is so marred, And terribly scarred,, More than any other man before. When Jesus was suffering the worst, He cried, "I thirst." Oh, the excruciating pain. Then, just beore He died, "It is finished," He cried. And the veil of the temple was rent in twain. After three days in the ground, Jesus' disciples found, That He had risen true to His word! Now both Gentile and Jew, I challenge new pastors, May receive salvation too, Wherever the "good news" is heard! Robert F. Dotson © 2009 Welcome each new day, With a smile upon your face, Knowing God will provide, Just the right amount of grace! Keep a prayer upon your lips, Throughout your busy day. Gratefully count your blessings, And your problems will melt away! Reach out to someone, In the spirit of love! Emulate our Saviour, The only Begotten Son, Of God above! You’re needed in God’s service, So strive to do your best. Help lift up the fallen. To the weary offer rest! Labor in God’s harvest, Until the setting of the sun. Then, when you stand, Before the Master, You’ll hear Him say, “My child, well done!” Robert F. Dotson © 2009 They said, “Master the sea is raging.” “See how the waves dash so high.” “Soon they’ll come crashing down,” “And we’ll surely drown.” Carest Thou not that we die?” Jesus said, “My fearful disciples,” “Of little faith now are ye.” Then, He arose from where He lay, And they heard Him firmly say, “Peace, be still,” to the sea! In my life, the tempest was raging. It threatened to capsize my soul. I did not know, Which way I should go. I was overwhelmed, By the sea billow’s roll. I too heard the voice of the Master! He said, “Come my child unto Me.” Then, in spite of stormy weather, We two, together, Triumphantly walked on life’s sea! Now, I no longer fear the raging sea, Or even the rolling tide! For come what may, Day after day, Jesus walks close by my side! Robert F. Dotson © 2009 Life's boat was rocking, And my knees were knocking. Fear gripped my heart. Troubles and trials, Had robbed me of my smiles. My whole world was falling apart. But, there on my knees, I whispered, "Please," "Lord, come to my rescue." "I'm just a man." "I've done all I can." "I know nothing else to do." When He heard my cry, The Lord drew nigh, And placed His hand, Upon my troubled brow! Then, the billows ceased to roll, In my storm-tossed soul, As He whispered, "Peace, be still now." Ah, it meant so much, Just to feel His loving touch! Sweet peace enveloped my soul! There was no reason to frown, Or even feel "down," For Jesus had made me whole! Robert F. Dotson © 2009 To a life filled with doubt and fear, Lovingly the Lord drew near, And whispered sweet peace to my trouble soul! Doubts and fears melted away, When the Saviour came to stay! Now I shall live on while ages roll! Christ has become my Friend and Guide! He walks closely by my side, Ready to ward off satan's blows! Great joy has filled my mind, And daily I now find, The calm assurance only a Christian knows! Soon I'll leave this world of woe! To Heaven I shall go, To meet with friends, loved ones, and saints of old! In that land of No More Care, I shall view its beauties rare, While strolling down streets of purest gold! Ah, in that Blessed Promised Land, The Lord will take me by the hand, And together we'll walk on Holy ground! Robert F. Dotson © 2008 I have no sad songs to sing, For you dear Friend today! I'm the "blood bought" child of a Heavenly King, And I'm so happy on my way! Ah yes, I've had my share of pain, As I traveled down Life's road! But, I've had the sunshine with the rain, On the way to my Heavenly Abode! Yes, there are things in life that I've not understood, I will have to say. However, I accept the bad with the good, As I live from day to day! Though I've made some bad mistakes, it's true, While, this old Earth I trod I just have to do as others do, And leave it in the hands of God! Sometimes I feel burdened down, With a heavy load of care! But, I very quickly lose my frown, When I feel my Saviour there! I haven't had all roses, Friend! I've felt the prick of a thorn! But, the One who will meet me at the end, Has been with me since I was born! Christ has guided me with His strong hand! He is my soon coming King! I shall soon enter "The Promised Land!" Friend, I have no sad songs to sing! Robert F. Dotson © 2008 Rejoice, oh my soul, and be glad, For I surely have no reason to be sad! God watches o'er me each night and day And I'm kept securely in the Narrow Way! I'm ever under my Heavenly Father's care! He always helps me my burdens to bear! I'm part of a royal priesthood, A son of the Great I Am! I became God's child, Through the blood of Calvary's Lamb! I no longer worry over things, That might have been. I just put my trust in Jesus, And turn my back on sin! I need not fear old satan. He lost his hold on me! For, Jesus visited sin's prison, And set this captive free! I am so unworthy, Of such tender love and care. But, I can rest assured, That He is always there! My future that once looked so uncertain and dim, Is now so very bright all because of Him! I 'm kept from harm and danger, With each passing day! You see, I have a direct connection, Every time I pray! I have no reason to be timid, And hide my face! The Scripture says to come boldly, To the throne of grace! Though I may have trials, Jesus stands by my side! He is my "High Tower, And a "Shelter" in which I can hide! His strong arm of deliverance, Has reached way down, And, where sin was present, Grace did much more abound! I have a Heavenly Home, That's long been awaiting me! It's just over the next hill, Beside the Crystal Sea! I am oh so glad, That I made Jesus my Choice! I will not turn back! Rejoice, my soul, rejoice! Robert F. Dotson © 2008
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