ReflectionsA Poem by PoetryofProvidence
Do rise bright Son do gleam a lighter morrow
bury this my heaviness agony and sorrow a toast to life where spills it's grief and share together times with their relief Down this road with dross and gold to stay or go fields warm and cold and wander does mine heart for fairer parts put away the thoughts for soft remarks Oh Jah though painted bright our future to hard times my loss its sight to nurture the curse of path where rides it's death and watching now so removes my breath Faint does beat my heart within the cursed lot brought bout by sin where alone dwell in graveyard men separated from our love and living kin Oh separate not mine depth of connection for in this state might lose your reflection and cast off our needs and shirk this face to reason together and not bury your grace where joy within the kingdom and by you stand and poured out the water of life by your hand exist no misery or losses though undeserved upon a course of Love where man has swerved Harden not mine heart for it's inspection cast me not away to the worlds defection unburden my soul with Son's affection for relentless abused is mine thoughts ejection unshielded I am to the arrows and the darts not unfeeling the laceration to our hearts overflowing anguish does poison depth of well and world over this distress is shared by all For languishing and weak I am as woman and the heart that beats within is human the cloth I wear is frailty and slight in your Son I take shelter throughout this night For now we take our bread with bitter herb an to taste not sweet wine but vinegar to vast in time and wide is this chasm and daily feed it's mouth with mankind's spasm To there be my refuge and in your mountain for refreshment to our soul in living fountain and forward look to the call of resurrection where like mirror we show your minds reflection Lead as you didst fair Sarah and Abraham dwellers in tents unto the promised land for this the promise and to your loves inheritance in foreheads sealed until we get thee hence For core oh Jah you are the heart of we by your Son's example we are elect to be by faith and hope and love the temple builds unto the harvest time and her yields The first fruits to the temple go and like your Son will your praises know and to the temples service are dedicated for unto this purpose were we created Aaron had his sons Jesus begets his own the household of service for God alone follow the paths of the chief corner stone master builder where God will make his home And you Oh Jah God of our fathers days into the temple of your King we bring your praise Sealed we are to serve you everlasting days and to teach every nation about your ways sources Psalms and Revelation 19-22 © 2010 PoetryofProvidence |
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Added on August 26, 2010 Last Updated on August 26, 2010 Author![]() PoetryofProvidenceORAboutVoracious reader , love ancient Historians and tracing ideology and belief systems, small talent in poetry so some have said , love people of every sort even if I don't agree on lifestyle makes for go.. more..Writing
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