Greet the Son!
His voice awakes me
at morning’s light
and spreads its rays across my face
to see His glory shining brighter
than any other
in my life.
Kiss the Son . . .!
And let Him be
the Chief Lover
of my heart, and soul, and mind —
Who heals my body and draws me nigh
to His heart
Where I belong
and am transformed
by His loving words.
As I listen,
bending low
to hear the ancient song
from eternity —
“You have always belonged to Me!”
Hear the heart
of God’s sweet love
poured out this day
in a thousand ways —
His breath in the trees,
the red rose glistening in His brilliance,
the ferns transparent in varied hues
of reflected light,
the songs of my heart in praise of Him
Who is my song.
The comfort He brings to this heart
wearied by sadness
over one so far away
from the Helper,
the Healer, Restorer,
Deliverer, Savior.
His creation reminds me
that all His goodness is alive today —
glistening gloriously —
a testimony of what’s to come:
All is concluded
in GOD alone —
through Jesus’ blood
before the Throne —
brought together,
knit perfectly,
by the Spirit
of GOD.
My soul longs to know Him more! To have that kind of relationship with Him that His love transcends through every part of my life and being.
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