2/13/13

a bit poetic



not 'new' words, just some that i havent shared.
 
When Roses Didn’t Have Thorns

What was it like?
A pleasurable hike
Through the woods
Without having to carry your goods
And no mosquitoes too
Nothing there to sting you

When roses didn’t have thorns
And the beast was gentile with its horns
Love was understood
And everything was good

How did it feel?
To have nothing to heal
Always in good condition
No ailments ever to mention
To feel good all the time
And always be in your prime

What would you see?
A lion walking gracefully
Right next to a new born lamb
It changes who I am
Because it seems to be true
And before man messed up He knew

That when roses didn’t have thorns
The beast was gentile with its horns
Love was understood
And everything was good

He would have to make things right again
To gain us back and let new things begin
Even if it meant taking on our sin

Just so we could know what it was like, and feel and   see
The way He intended the world to be

A place where roses don’t have thorns
And the beast is gentile with its horns
Love is understood
And everything is good




Ponder the morning

Here I sit, watching the rain fall
Singing how truly you are my all in all
Here I sit, you are holding me
Open my eyes so I can see

Show me your wonders, as I wander
Not knowing where you lead me

Here I am, Lord fill my cup
Please Lord lift me up
Here I am, use me for your will
Don’t let me just sit here at the window sill

Show me your wonders, as I wander
Not knowing where you lead me

Here, take me, I am yours
Here, lead me, through open doors

Show me your wonders, as I wander
Not knowing where you lead me
 

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