Folded arms, bowing head,
Streaming tears upon my bed.
Pretense gone, lies forsook
Staring at that open book
Piercing words, parable,
Leads me to defer control.
Melting stone, changing heart
Filling in a missing part.
Speaking truth, hidden fears
Crying out till hope appears.
Searching soul, finding grace
Now safe within thy warm embrace.
Broken door, open wide
Lets him rush forth to my side.
Peaceful calm, He doth send
Oh Savior, my best friend.
Taylor, this is absolutely beautiful! I read it to Steve and my sister-in-law, Jill and they were very impressed.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amy!! I'll keep working on more to put up here. =)
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