Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Before

I heard You calling
waiting to come in
there were idols erected
where You should have been

my soul is in a shamble
my body a wreck
my spirit held captive
O' what a mess.

Not knowing what I was doing
somehow struggling to the door
You came in resurrecting life
where death was only before.

clearing out the temple
of yesterdays no more
You rearrange my inner world
of right standing restored.

I needed rescue, rescued from myself
restored to what You intended
restored unto Yourself
Rivers of Life ever flowing

Richard.

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