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Void of offense


Isaiah 60:14               New King James Version

14 Also, the sons of those who afflicted you shall come bowing to you,

And all those who despised you shall fall prostrate at the soles of your feet;

And they shall call you The City of the Lord, Zion of the Holy One of Israel.

 

Allow the conscience void of offense and confidence before God

It only comes to pass if we prostrate ourselves

Allow the conscience to reprove us and so offer self to God

So His purposes are driven through us in Spirit as well

 

For walking in the Spirit has our conscience at peace

The tiniest infraction, however, can already intervene

Whatever it condemns must quickly be fully confessed

So the cleansing may be, and our commission be serene

 

From Spirit to spirit, then conscience points out our sins

He will help us then to forsake all that is in the way

The knowledge of good and evil guides us through the day

The strength here is a gift of God as He becomes our Way

 

Jan Wienen

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