Saturday, June 03, 2006

Worship

Praises that are sung by a poetic heart,
That swells like a full blown bird's breast plumes
Rekindling that inextinguishable Flame
that rises a sweet-smelling incense of prayer,
Unquenchable not even by Niobe's flood of tears.

Noble at Heart, exalted on high
Your name, My Lord, Holy is
Thy purifying river of life, beauty in motion
that flows freshly, renewing, deserving
all my heart's full devotion.

Site recreated

I erased it when I erased my blog. My error. But it's now recreated.

I will post songs, prayers, devotionals here.

For His glory and love.