Whites and Bright, Pure and Keen
No Shady sight. Not one –
Soul to Fret. Meadows, Streams,
Flowers sing! It is done!
No ear has heard, no eye
Has ever Seen, no mind
Has Known. They say Get By.
Your Journey’s end will find:
Truth; Dignity; Praise; Bliss.
Joyous Laughter; Holy Kiss.
Life’s Desire all along
To me this can Belong.
Must I deny my flesh,
My Mortal self each day?
Or, that you take me now
And then you show me how.
But this is Your day.
Here, you’ve taught me to Fight
Through your Glorious Might
Neither Way shall I sway.
I know there’s work still left.
You’re waiting patiently
Wishing each Soul be kept.
To you I pray each Day
Let your Word come to Life
Oh that I may Savor
And behold your Goodness
And know my Place with Thee
While I’m here let it be
Heaven on Earth: My Plea.
Give me this Way of Life
The Revelation Word.
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