Our Whispered Pledge

We grow through the valleys...

 

Our babies are sick and hurting

Our seniors are growing frail

The saints we’ve learned and served with

Are battered by tempest’s gale

We hear the urgent battle call

To fastings and to prayer

The works you promised in your Word

And “more” this church will share

 

The altar flows with heavy burden

Our portion ready now to take

Each time in one accord we kneel

We’re strengthened - we shall not break

This body, though small, determined

The gifts are ours to use

The Bride, alive and faithful

Unbelief each saint eschews

 

The time is soon upon us

All feel necessity

To cast off that which hinders

The Holy Ghost has set us free

“The works I did, you shall too”

Those words burn within our souls

The healings Lord, and miracles…

Oh, let your glory show

 

And that prayer, not offered lightly

Comes with years of trial

We’re nearer You, we know that

You’ve led each narrow mile

From young disciples in that dark valley

Now to dispensations’ edge

The Bride, alive and faithful

“We believe”, our whispered pledge!

Reviews

[Emily B]

I think you've said it all so perfectly that I'm left without comment. Thank you for tackling those big subjects and sharing them here.

[Dezaraye]

This is such a powerful piece of writing. The rhythm and rhyme are perfect and there's such power and beauty behind your well chosen words. With God all things ARE possible.