Praise #52


Beyond our living circle

hums a large steamship

crossing the river of finality

on to the docks of eternity


A herd of buffalo verge

thundering into the canyon,

crossing streams and shaking the acres

leaving their billows behind.


Such is Thy wild excitement

Oh Lord, who formed the earth

from the breath of His nostrils

Who told us Words that live;


Somewhere we too will know Thy judgment

Thy perfect love adoring the weak

Then turn we all, up-slope and shining

hands outstretched for the New City.

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