Poetry
Psalm 119
Oh righteous One, your laws are true,
And holy your commands.
They stand, a sacred temple built
Of rock and not of sand.,
My soul wears out from seeking
What your enemies despise.
Your promises are perfect,
Flawless, precious in my eyes.
Though foes have compassed me about
To crush me to the floor,
I seek your wisdom and your law
And ask for nothing more.
Your statues are forever
And their righteousness endures.
My heart, athirst, partakes of life
Through insight deep and pure.
(Based on Psalm 119:137-144)
God bless you,
Lee
The fire must be kept burning on the altar
continuously: it must not go out " (Lev. 6:13)
Thy kindled fire, Thy Spirit's flame,
The first dawn of God's presence near;
The Sun of Righteousness ascends
Within our hearts, His sacred stair,
Faith's incense of uplifted prayer.
Our hands outstretched, earth's lamp lit stars
Shine through the dark-veiled temple door,
Like ancient lamps that burned afar,
Thy ageless flame has kindled near
Within our hearts, before the Lord.
Oh righteous One, your laws are true,
And holy your commands.
They stand, a sacred temple built
Of rock and not of sand.
My soul wears out from seeking
What your enemies despise.
Your promises are perfect,
Flawless, precious in my eyes.
Though foes have compassed me about
To crush me to the floor,
I seek your wisdom and your law
And ask for nothing more.
Your statues are forever
And their righteousness endures.
My heart, athirst, partakes of life
Through insight deep and pure.
(Based on Psalm 119:137-144)
God bless you,
Lee
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