Along the way as we seek God…we fray  

reaching a point where we may...slip away  

the world blinds us to this happening  

oft, we’re unaware of dank return…sapping 

Til one day we find we’ve turned from light  

and chains of old ways…do alight  

but, just then, Jesus, the King’s Son …comes  

bringing Warm Love, which Heaven has spun

To His pool… we’re led

where He refreshes spirit, body and mind  

To His pool… of renewing

we are washed of mal decline  

Into His pool… we’re dipped

in pure waters, cleansed and tended  

In His pool… of promises

we’re bathed, restored and mended  

we’re never strong enough to go alone  

to accept this…we need only stop and think   

how we do regress…back...to the brink  

Ever we will need Jesus, for in His Pool   

eyes are washed to gleam again…as jewels  

we can see Him with outstretched arms  

Stay prayerful…not of habit, but adoring 

He will not ignore our honest imploring  

we cannot monitor or time His approach  

but Godwill come to repair carnal encroach 

Ah, Beloved Redeemer, who Loves us past understanding  

each time, we falter there you are, waiting…standing  

that we should fall so in love as to become untainted tools   

for this we pray, yet til then, we thank You God for... Your Pool  

Ps 51, Is 49:10

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