O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!
who hast set thy glory above the heavens.
Out of the mouth of babes and suckling's hast thou ordained strength
because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars,
which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him?
 and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
Psalm chapter 8 verses 1-4

 

Come, walk with me on secret paths
To view the never seen,
The hidden mysteries, the gifts
That are, but cannot be.
Come, find of the invisible
Unveil the nought, the not,
The undesired, unknown, unsought...
The very heart of God.
Come, see a death e'er dying
That blooms as desert rose,
Come, find a spring e'er gushing
Where few would seek to go.
Gaze long on barren wastelands
Where sweetest waters flow,
Climb higher than you've been before
A greater good to know.
Seek there, for untold value
But, pain will be the path,
Cold barbs of thrashing thought
Will pierce your inner heart.
Great loss will fall behind you
From toiling on this way,
But, brighter far the diamonds
That will not spoil or fade.
Come, live in the invisible
Where only God can see,
Within the ebb and flow of life
That throbs eternally.
Come, know the heart of Jesus
And live for God alone,
For you will not be seen by man
When Earth is not your home.
Like bees that harvest pollen
All for another's need,
Like worms in darkest soil
Who cause the Earth to breathe.
Like clouds that race across the sky
As agents in the night,
Like sunbeam's unseen warmth
To bring God's glorious light.
Like owls that hoot in darkness
Or secrets of the deep,
That God makes for His purpose
For this, we yet must weep.
Yes, weep for unseen treasure
Borne richly in unknown,
That God is calling for His Slory
The building of His home.
Come, live in the invisible
The hidden stitching of His world,
Where day and night, God's loving heart
Whispers secrets to unfurl.
Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2009
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"The work of life within our heart
Is but the work of One,
This work of God is His alone
It is His heart of love"
~blossoms~


 


 

 

  

   
 
                                  
 
   

 

 

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