Poetry of Joyce C. Lock

"My Child" Each time you come to me in prayer, I rejoice to hear the sound of your voice. Whenever you think on my name, My heart doeth abundantly rejoice. As oft as your heart bows to worship, I hear a most wondrous melody. It's as if all of heaven and earth Are in a most perfect harmony. When circumstance disallows You from the busyness of life, Come share that time with Me. It's with you I want to abide. © 2003 by Joyce C. Lock http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HeavenlyInspirations http://www.poetryinfocus.com/ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmileSharing

Matters of the Heart When your heart aches for something most precious to your life; God has placed that heartache, as He grieves in your strife. When your heart aches for something, God wants that for you, too; For He sent His Spirit, who resideth in you. When your heart aches for something, it's time for a fresh start; As He forever cares in matters of the heart. Proverbs 4:23 I John 3:21-22, 24 © by Joyce C. Lock http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HeavenlyInspirations http://www.poetryinfocus.com/ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmileSharing

There's No Place Like It There's no place like forgiveness, down deep within your heart. There's no place like cleanliness, where sin first got it's start. There's no place like some laughter, where sadness once contained. There's no place like having joy, where contentment remains. There's no place like fulfillment, where emptiness once lived. There's no place like in living, once you've learned how to give. © by Joyce C. Lock http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HeavenlyInspirations http://www.poetryinfocus.com/ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmileSharing

The Difference LIKE DEW UPON A PETAL, LIKE LIGHT UPON THE SNOW, LIKE BIRDS IN THE SPRINGTIME, LIKE FLOWERS IN A GARDEN SHOW, LIKE MOUNTAIN SPRINGS OF WATER AND CLEAR CREEKS BELOW - GOD MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE. HE LONGS TO LOVE YOU SO. © by Joyce C. Lock http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HeavenlyInspirations http://www.poetryinfocus.com/ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmileSharing

God Still Comforts His Own If angels can speak great words from above, And fly with wings of God's given love ... If chariots can ride over dark clouds, And instruments can sing praises out loud ... If sparrows can stand on the housetop alone, Then God still comforts His own. © by Joyce C. Lock http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HeavenlyInspirations http://www.poetryinfocus.com/ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmileSharing