What has my life meant til' now,
I trace trails in memory’s sand,
Being left with the awing and wows,
Never was I left in desolate lands.

Between my turning about,
To this right and that left of way,
Being in the dawn and set of doubts,
The glory of who You are sent its rays.

Climbing off unto a ledge,
I kneel to hide under the shade,
Seeking shelter within your hedges,
Your love glimmers through while the world fades.

I listen to the wind-whispered voices,
Brushing like strokes of softest praises,
Waiting they silently rejoice,
His return nearer each day.

Everlasting to everlasting,
I start to softly sing,
Glorious You are Glorious,
Starts the angel chorus,
Most high Lord of lords King of kings.

speechless, great work jay..


misty..

Thank you for the reply Misty, have a great day! Godbless~

in Christ,
Jay