O guilty sin, you will not win.
You warm my heart to hover over me,
But He has put you to death.
O man, no longer do I seek your eyes,
for I wait for Him alone.
My soul mayy sting to guide me,
My feet may tangle in its net,
But fearful eyes lifted through the waterfall - listen.
I wait for Him alone.
My tongue quivers as my mind races,
But He is in heaven and I am on earth.
Therefore, words cease and bowed fact waits.
I wait for Him alone.
For His name's sake He has painted to me another picture maze
of the upward call of the glorious, goal prize.
[written Sept. 25, 2008]
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- A Thinking Holder of Glory
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- 23 years of inward spunk sometimes comes out with bright colors or smartalic comments. ive been redeemed by the grace of God since I was seven and kept alive by His greater grace. i am called to be faithful in my work and joyful in my Lord till He lets me fall at His feet and see His beautiful face. may i be diligent and humble all the days of my life.
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