Thursday 18 December 2014

Only something small

Only a small token
of what was really spoken
in a language deep and soulful
to myself languishing rent and woeful
For to uplift and vouchsafe
for goodness sake
for His names sake
Take me now Lord
I am your child and servant
On earth as it is in Heaven
In rain as it is in shine
Your word is in the world of mine
Your goodness makes the colours sing
Your touch has created everything
And everything signifies so much
For you left Your mark as such
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