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Friday, July 19, 2013
A Poem 7/19/13
(Rev 15:8, 1 Tim 6:16, Heb 12:15, Ps 97:2, Rev 21:5, Jer 2:13, Jon 2:8, Hos 11:10, 2 Cor 13:5, Hos 11:4, Col 3:1, 1 John 3:1-3, Ps 51:11, James 4:8, Luke 8:15, Zech 13:1, Rev 22:14, Heb 10:14, Luke 12:40, Luke 18:8, 2 Cor 10:5, Ps 27:4, 1 Thess 5:23-24, Heb 10:21)
All glorious art Thou, my King, within Thy temple; blazing with infinite splendor and unapproachable light.
O rid me Lord, of all bitter roots that rise up to defile many, that cast me into the night.
I bow before Thee, even in my ignorance, for thick clouds and darkness surround Thee.
Thy throne is founded by righteousness and justice; behold Thou makest all things new in Thy sovereignty.
May I not dig broken cisterns Lord and offer my soul unto vanity, unto another.
For they that observe lying vanities forsake Thy mercy, O Father.
Thou roarest like a lion and Thy children come trembling from the west.
Do I not see that Christ Jesus is in me, lest I fail the test.
Thou hast drawn me with cords of a man, with bands of love.
O Lord, I am risen with Christ; help me to set my mind on things above.
Behold what manner of love Thou hast shown me that I should be called Thy child.
May I cast my hope fully on the grace that is to be brought when I see Thee face to face in a short while.
For when Thou appearest, I shalt be like Thee, for I shall see Thee as Thou art.
Thus, Lord cast me not away from Thy Presence nor take Thy Spirit from me; may we ne’er be apart!
Help me to draw nigh to Thee that Thou might draw nigh to me.
Thy love, the glory of my Redeemer poured out as He was crucified, is all I long to see.
May my heart be good and honest, that I may keep Thy Word and bear fruit with patience.
For on this day, yes, today, a fountain is opened for the sin and uncleanness of Thy holy nation.
Blessed are them that do Thy commandments, who wash their robes in the blood of Thy Son.
For by one sacrifice Thou hast perfected for ever them that are sanctified; yes Thy work is done.
Please, O Father, make me ready to stand before the Son of Man, and may I be in faith when Thou return.
Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, O help us to discern.
I desire to dwell in Thy house, Father, all the days of my life, to behold Thy beauty, and enquire in Thy temple.
Preserve me: body, soul, and spirit, blameless at Thy coming for Thou who hast called me is faithful; Jesus, my High Priest over Thy house, Thou art my example.
Posted by Preethi Morris at 8:04 AM