Praise #45


In the silence of splendor

I find you

O Lord,

O God of the Universes,

Overseer of Mystery & Love

Apportioner

of All Things Right and

Fashioner of Detail

Come You

Into my lungs

that I might sing

 

With a furor of words

I could not begin to praise God

Even a tight jumble of poetic perfections

structure, balance, theme

 

He wants my heart to shine through

in love —

neighbors, adversaries, abundances

praise that suits Him mightily

This is the God

who commends His love toward us

 

His sure signal

the bright heaviness of Christly glory

atop the lone mountain

pricking the warm memories

of righteous children

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