Poetry, Rhyme

Yah’s Love

I want for love to fill my heart
And overflow its brim
And flow through every artery
To every cell within

I want for love to fill my feet
That everywhere I go
I’ll take with me a good report
Of mercy You have shown

I want for love to fill my soul
That all the world would see
The miracles that love can do–
The change You’ve done in me

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Poetry, Rhyme, Weekly Post

Call Me (Re-posted As a Weekly Post)

Call me further, call me higher
Call me up to heights anew
And though I walk with few in number
This I know– I walk with You

Call me further, call me higher
Though my heart be punctured through
And though in pain and grief I suffer
Turn my eyes to heavenly views

And when at last my breathing falters
And my coming death is due
Call me further, call me higher
Call me up to be with You

Corresponds to Exodus 24

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