The first two lines of this poem began forming while Mark and I were out for a walk this morning. The weather was perfect-what I expect it is like everyday in heaven.
From childhood faith
To teenage doubt
His love forever sure.
A young mother's need
Her heart's despair
His arms beneath are strong.
Love come late
Her heart awakes
To ever faithful songs.
As age advances
Faith more secure
His face a daily joy.
Oh come Lord Jesus
Take this heart
At times with worry laden.
And bring her to Your
Home so bright
An everlasting shining light.
A.R.L. 10/31/13
Blessed to hear the Author's voice recite this psalm so fair, Of praise and thanks raised to the most worthy Throne of Grace. His heart must be please to hear this precious melody, The Father's love by faith received, returned by The Spirit's power, fulfilling Man's chief end; to glorify God and enjoy Him forever.
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