God's Workmanship (Poem)

God’s Workmanship

Line upon line, each day Jesus Christ is working in me.
Transforming every single page, changing the outcome that I see.
Not a free verse poem, there’s order and progression in my life;
My Father has His perfect plan, bringing eternal glory out of strife.

Laying out His framework, the pattern He sees still;
Writing out each fresh verse according to His will.
There’s a rhyme and a reason, He has a purpose in His mind -
In each finished stanza of my life, many wondrous delights do I find.

Maybe my story will be a new song, a hymn to the Risen Lord,
Where each part flows into the next, working all out in one accord.
The melody sounding forth from a spirit that once was broken,
Transformed by the Spirit of God, now filled with praise outspoken.

One day, God’s ballad will be complete, my time here at an end;
The light and shadows, the trials and triumphs, will all be in perfect blend.
When the lyrics of my life are over, my symphony will one day cease,
Oh may You be pleased, my Lord, with Your heavenly masterpiece.

"He... will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ."

June 28th, 2026
Jerry Bouey

Ephesians 2:10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.

Workmanship is from the Greek word poemia, where we get our English word poem from. We are God’s workmanship, His poem!

Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

Transformed is metamorphoō, where we get metamorphosis from - like the change a caterpillar goes through - from the inside out, through the work of the Word of God and the Holy Spirit.

Philippians 1:6 Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ: