New Season

New Season

The sun’s hazy hue, and the river’s blue, reflect the tree’s
Majestic crew. The dandylion’s reach out, and the rose’s
Clout reveal what Light is really all about. Helping the sun’s
Light to beautify creation’s sight, are the clouds of elect
Moisure poured out just right, to bring knowledge of the need
To forever be nourished, as you feel your dry places whither,
And your rain forests flourish. Heaven and earth, and the
Received mirth, combine to form an image; in my heart is
It’s impression. One of strength and love, perfection is comely
For its expression. Tis of thee, Father of Light, tis of thee,
Dreaded King of Power, but when will I cease from
Unbelief, fleeing thy love as a coward? Oh, that I might awake
With thy likeness, and know thy true love is my greatest desire,
For without you all is nothing, is as the muck and the mire.
But to have expressed yesterday’s me for time, and time more
Makes the darkened heart say, what am I still alive for? Truly my
World is shaken, but alas, as the veil upon my heart begins
Tearing, the Savior begins with me His eyesalve sharing.
Yesterday has come to an end; He is my friend…my friend.
Yesterday has ended, there is love; love to strengthen
Somehow. I’m at home, and we’re together now.
The sky is blue, thy Word is true, and I’m in love with you.
The tree has grown tall, never again to fall; I’ll grow taller
Than a Cedar Tree with you. As my vision clears up,
I’m no longer so corrupt, for I have become the real me in
You, Lord Jesus.

New Season


Joined January 2008

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