His mercy waits While we’re sleeping His mercy waits Upon our waking And follows us Throughout the day
In it we move In it we live In it we have Our being
When He calls Do not turn away For the day will come At the end of days If you have not come He will turn away.
RWOz2
Autonomy The way I got to be It’s what I want And want it now Shellfish me Not how I ought Or should Be Perchance tomorrow Will end in sorrow Look for the Godly kind And not the worldly rind Feasting on husks And castoffs of your lust.
RWOz2
Set up the ebenezer Let it never more be moved Set it up beside the place Where it all occurred So come the future When you pass it by You will remember To follow and to serve From that time forward ‘Neath the open sky A witness twixt you and The omnipresent eye.
RWOz2
Clinging to your troubles
Closed fisted and closed minded
Squinting to avoid the pain
Sense of guilt
Meets pardoning grace
Again and again
Can you be humble?
Will you take
The exchange?
RWOz2
“The more burdens we put on His shoulders, the more precious will He be to us.”
— Charles Spurgeon
Spotless blood betrayed
Fear increased
And not allayed
And those who paid
Made sure that
Upon the other
The guilt remained
‘You see to it’
Is what they said.
Feckless Pilate
Fearing the crowd
Which threatened riot
Dunked his hands
In the water bowl
As for guilt
He denied it
‘You see to it”
Is what he said.
Under the light of truth
Do you become defiant?
Or do you change tack
And become compliant?
“Come and see”
Is what He tells us.
RWOz2
Ripple on the water Streak across the sky Solid weight of Glory Thereafter in mind’s eye Along the mystic chords A glimpse of fleeting grace How I long to see My loving Savior’s face.
RWOz2
Do you know the place
where Glory dwells?
Can you help me find
the way?
Look for
a holy hill
But know
Only the righteous
there may stand
before the One
Who sees
Can I muster
the substance
to stand
in His sight
and
in His light
to see light?
Only if He aids me.
RWOz2
why is it
when we see
a picture
perfect sky
something deep
within us
says that
that is beauty
it pulls
us outside
ourselves
and engenders
a longing
for more
when angels
herald
the birth
foretold
and glory
fills the skies
would we see
beauty otherwise
without eyes born new
He will have
no form
to attract you
RWOz2
when I do what i do not want to do once and again and again i do not see the chains that bind but feel their weight and pull leaving me oh so very sad i long to forge the bond that ties me to You cinch me tight buckle me to your heart where your blood hums its song of songs and mine harmonizes swelling forth in conscious joy.
RWOz2
He who needs not ask
where He came from
Nor where He is going.
If only
We would ask
where we came from
And where we are going.
RaviZ & RWOz2
Written as a memorial to the great Christian apologist Ravi Zacharias. Inspired by an idea expressed in one of his podcasts.
