Unmatched, unmarred by sin, unshaken, God
Maintains the utmost glory. ‘Fore his face
E’en angels hide their faces. In that place
Corruption is not suffered, cannot trod
The ground made holy by his presence. Hide
Your eyes; gain clarity. Be still and know
That he is LORD o’er all, above, below.
Fear fills us, fear fulfills us: terrified
In tenderness. Unknown yet known; most high;
E’er near; eternally enthroned above
All enemies, all not-gods, perfect love
Perfectly conquers all, never runs dry.
The sun is but a shadow of his light.
No darkness can present a worthy fight.
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Huge thanks to Brett Dickson for his invaluable insight and encouragement during the writing of this poem.
I see my lack of holiness
When I observe my heart.
It shows a certain homeliness:
Tis stained in ev’ry part.
I long to live in purity,
Yet clearly not enough;
For sin remains a surety.
Temptation calls my bluff.
Thus I take up these robes of white;
I drag them through the dirt.
I pledged my life to perfect light,
Yet still pursue my hurt.
Oh pardon me this parody,
This purposeless pursuit.
Enable me to fully be
A son who bears good fruit.
May all who hear my story find
Your mark of perfect love,
And use me, Father, to remind
Them of your land above.
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We dare not trifle with the Lord of hosts.
Everyone I know is getting married.
That’s an exaggeration. Let me try again.
Almost everyone I know is getting married.
I laid my Bible to rest last Wednesday, and I felt like I was letting go of an old friend.
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God has not forgotten
God is not away
He is near the broken
As they weep and pray
God has not forsaken
Those he came to save
His – the stormy ocean
Providence – the wave
Sov’reignty and goodness
Unified in thee
You alone are righteous
Trust in his provision
Well beloved ward
Of the risen Lord