THE NET
We’re caught in His love
Like fish in a net.
We struggle, entwined,
To escape, and yet...
He draws us in
With love divine,
A fisher of men,
To joy sublime.
And plucked from the seas
Of death and strife
We’re cleansed from our sins
In the river of Life.
Redeemed and renewed
And blessed from above;
Gifts to the fish
In the net of His love.
Martha Garren
6/98
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