Wednesday, August 3, 2011

the coming.

I will keep my eyes open.
When the ground trembles and the water rises,
I will refuse to miss the brilliant coming.
Watch.
Watch and pray,
You who call on the Lord.
Though an army encamp against me,
though war may rise against me,
in this I will be confident.
I look to the hills;
to the horizon,
where my hope comes from.


Behold, beloved...
longing, He rides the sunset.
I will keep my eyes open,
because therein is this joy of mine fulfilled.
I will decrease, You will increase...
therein I am satisfied.
I will keep my eyes open, 
to behold the One I hope in.
I will make for you a resting place.
I will keep my eyes open.

1 comment:

  1. UGH... I die. "He rides the sunset". You are an amazing writer.

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