The spirit within me
Trembles at the approach
Of Your presence
And rises in
Anticipation
At the touch
Of Your Word
The weight of Your glory
Presses upon me
And though
I sink beneath it
I know it frees me
From the world’s
Impressment
Rather
To be stamped
With the visage
Of the One
Who loves me.
RWOz2
His thoughts
Towards us
Are many.
Do we
Reciprocate
With any?
RWOz2
the bright bauble
that clogs our minds
impels us into
its embrace
at what point
do we realize
we cannot
measure it
with the span
of our hand
nor subdue
its breadth
to our knowing
man is not
the gauge
of everything
pride warps the
boundary lines
and fudges
the increments
through
the humble door
alone
can the thread-bare
ragged world
be seen
in clarity
RWOz2
We fail
All the time
In every place
In every way
Right or left
Up or down
Inside or out
If not in deed
Surely
In thought
He is unfailing
All the time
In every place
In every way
Right and left
Up and down
Inside and out
Even if it seems
He does not succeed
But suffers loss
Call to mind
The seed
Planted at
The cross.
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He stretched
S p a c e
Like a curtain
And seeded
The well of gravity
But when we
Preferred the mire
He fashioned wood
To cradle us
In the fold of purity
If we would.
RWOz2
You are profound
I am shallow
Even more
A very callow fellow
So what was it
That you saw in me
While You hung there
Upon that tree?
You are profound
I am not
Drawn to the sound
I had not sought
Invited in
The only loss my sin
To be left on the shore
And plied no more.
RWOz2
With joy
For You we wait
Knowing
What pleases You
Is faith.
Faith, that fragile herb
Springs forth at Your Word
Bowing its head down
Straining to hear the sound
Of Your glory under Heaven
And round
The rock of truth
It clings
And midst the clods
Blooms and sings
Your praises under Heaven
Though as neat
As a mustard seed
By it You meet
Our mountain of need
And make our joy
Complete
Under
Heaven.
RWOz2
Were we to see
The fruits
Of our
Obedience
Even
A glimpse
The tiniest
What behind
The veil
Is marked
By radiance
Our eyes here
Would swim
With tears
Of joy
That are endless.
RWOz2
Measure once, measure twice
Only to have it right
Will suffice
He who transformed
A rock
To water
And water
To wine
Come transform my heart
To wholly seek You
Let me not wander
Nor ever wonder
About Your love for me
Let me run, let me run
To the side of the Builder’s Son
There is none, there is none
Like unto the Holy One.
RWOz2
In the days of lonely sorrow
Down dark stretches of tomorrow
Set your mind on things above
Forever Him
Forever love
Hemmed in by troubles large and small
Pressed and squeezed past any recall
Look to Heaven’s sweet release
Forever Him
Forever peace
Hung in tangled webs of madness
Look up from dead-ends of sadness
Choose instead His praise employ
Forever Him
Forever joy.
RWOz2
