“My Lord’s keep in Love’s Reap”….a poem by Linda Willows

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Oh Lord, my Lord, I pray for your Grace,
to restore, abide and live in all measure,
all called your Own, your Loves richest treasure.
Call up my vision, help me to see,
not mortal troubles but life new in me.

Draw me near the mountain of heavenly heights,
and strengthen my climb to perspective’s delights.
Empty all, Lord, I pray for strength through all fire
take all that would hold me down in the mire.
I ever desire to hold fast to You, held in your Love, known in your Entire.

Come times of lost heart make feeble my stance
chastened all that departs, keep me in your Love’s glance
Pray don’t delay my climb in faith’s peak,
For I claim now and ever, my Lords keep in Love’s Reap.
Keep me inside your cathedral of Grace;
Your words, Your imprint, the breath of God traced.

© 2016 Linda Willows

 

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