Job 35: 10 Where is God my Maker who gives songs in the night?
I awakened this morning with these words flowing through my mind. I penned them with a heart of gratitude that my muses have returned. Praise the Lord O my Soul who gives me songs in the night.
My muses taken away
My heart in silence yearns,
An awkward empty shell
Until My Lord returns.
Come quickly now my Lord
O Savior of my soul
With healing in your wings
Come make your daughter whole.
Invade the dark dark night
Play sweetly on the strings
O fill with pure delight
And from the heavens ring
The song of souls redeemed
Of muses reconciled
To heavenly wonders born
of mercies meek and mild.
©
Linda settles
www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com
Edwin
Regis
a wonderful rhyming hymn embracing the sacral offering of your muse & Your Holy Spirit's Voice...
Much Love & Continued Inspirations
Vickie
Thank you for penning this lovely poetic prayer!!
Hugs,
Lance
Connie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Cryssa