Whether it be in a mighty rushing wind or in the gentle breeze, I hope that these words uplift your spirit, lead you to consider life from a fresh perspective, and warm your soul like a cup of tea on a winter's eve (or anytime of year for that matter).

Thursday, June 3, 2010

"White-knuckled"

(Composed in March 2010).

In silent fear I trembled,
Imagined terrors assembled;
Anxiety laid its vicious trap,
Courage it did mercilessly sap.

From dreaded snare You set me free;
With a mighty hand uplifted me!
Led wearied heart to joyfully sing,
Transported me on angels' wing.

To what can I compare Your love?
To ocean's depths or heavens above?
Where could I go You would not see?
What obstacle is too great for Thee?

Yet how quickly my mind wanders!
When upon corporeal it ponders,
Once beautiful, brilliant light,
Hidden in midnight's awful fright.

How soon do I forget Your grace;
Your mercies appear commonplace,
Drowned by engines' rumbling roar,
Dimmed by enticing sins once more.

O how I long for trust complete,
Truth revealing lies' deceit!
Mountains low and valleys level,
In Your glories we will revel.

For now, white-knuckled I'll remain,
Clutching to Your promise to sustain
'Til the Father it does please
And all declare on bended knees:

Glory to the Lamb who reigns
Sovereign over all our pains,
Washed in His bloody stains;
Faithful love alone remains!

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