In the poems that i write and send out I am hoping to gain in my brothers and sisters increased love of God. They are my worship, thanks and prayers to Him often.
I also want to be watered by their expressions and sight, and full hearts of their worship of our living God
The great fire of His love causes a small fire in me, but it burns with the love of Him
The Garden of Your Love
At first I knew you little
Your firey arrows glanced from my stony heart
Your sheppards heart drawing and calling me through my life
Before, how could I know your delights sweet lover of my soul
Then You you said you loved me and I loved you
The difference made, I could no longer be the same
Your fiery arrows pierced my heart, brought me down,
made me low, made me nothing
in the love of You
My stony heart and spirit now
your garden
The garden in which we embrace each other
I cling to you my Father and you cling to me
A taste of your love forever in heaven
Why do you wait my Father, how I long for you
(Written a while ago)
I also want to be watered by their expressions and sight, and full hearts of their worship of our living God
The great fire of His love causes a small fire in me, but it burns with the love of Him
The Garden of Your Love
At first I knew you little
Your firey arrows glanced from my stony heart
Your sheppards heart drawing and calling me through my life
Before, how could I know your delights sweet lover of my soul
Then You you said you loved me and I loved you
The difference made, I could no longer be the same
Your fiery arrows pierced my heart, brought me down,
made me low, made me nothing
in the love of You
My stony heart and spirit now
your garden
The garden in which we embrace each other
I cling to you my Father and you cling to me
A taste of your love forever in heaven
Why do you wait my Father, how I long for you
(Written a while ago)
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