Ujamaa Christian Poetry

ROD OF CORRECTION


Satan is but a tool of God,
Allowed to roam upon the earth,
To every evil giving birth,
But in the hand of God a rod.


A rod to discipline His child,
Who measures others by himself,
Selfishly obtaining wealth,
In rebellion running wild.


By God's Spirti 'tis applied,
In firm but careful strokes,
Until the strong self-will is broke,
And fleshly lust has died.


Though Satan tries to master be,
God uses him to train the sheep
Until the day in death they sleep
And rise from sin set free.


Though Satan seeks to run the show
God uses him to groom His own;
Prepare them for the eternal throne
Where Satan cannot go.


The Child of God survives, rewarded
With eternal life in Christ,
Who paid the sacrificial price,
And the useless rod will be discarded.

Written by Joyce Guy

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Ujamaa Christian Poetry