Poetry

O my gracious Lord,
I come into Your Presence,
wanting to touch Your Essence
and to become intoxicated
via Your Holy Spirit.

Let Your joy overflow
over this broken vessel,
as souls quietly wrestle
with faith’s development
in fear and trembling.

Permit me, patient Lord,
to let troubles fade away
temporarily on this day,
as I commune with You
and meditate Your Holy Writ.

O Lord, stir my heart;
pierce its inner hardness
with inviolable gladness,
so Your contentment imbues
my spirit’s strengthening.
 
 
  
Author Notes:
 
Loosely based on:
Eph 5:17-19; 2 Cor 4:7; Job 11:13-18;
Psa 45:1, 73:23-26; 1 Cor 14:3
 
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.