December 14, 2016

  • In the Distance

    in the wilderness is a table set by Your hand
    where we may taste and see the glory of the Lord
    we are but a tired and weary bunch, a lost band
    seeking to find a place where we can room and board
    from a distance we could see Your banner raised high
    it was Your love for us that we could not deny

    You shared with me a place to put my burdens down
    You took me by the hand and pulled me from the brink
    You gave to me a loaf of bread to pass around
    You gave to me a cup from which I was to drink
    from a distance I could see Your banner raised high
    it was Your only begotten Son we crucified

    You bid me come, for together we must reason
    You share with me Your hopes, dreams and desires
    then ask me to work til the end of the season
    with hungerings and thirstings for Your holy fire
    in the distance You show me Your banner raised high
    You bid me come and follow, and learn how to die

    in the glory of Your life I learn how to give
    as I strive to enter into Your perfect rest
    in the glory of Your death I learn how to live
    as I strive to be ready for the final test
    in the distance angelic voices are raised high
    in praise as the gathering of the saints draws nigh

Comments (4)

  • I wrote this about two weeks ago. I should be sharing one or two more before the end of the year.

  • Lovely. That could become a church hymn.

  • Very nice work! The theme is timeless and the rhyme scheme intricate enough to hold my interest as well as accessible for those not into poetry dissection. Hope to see you regularly in the new year!

  • thanks. I'm glad you guys liked it.

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