Give me the Old Paths, the Lanes...steeped
with strong, glistening unfailing...
Faith-in-God...sod
There's a longing for...the Roads...where those
filled with the light of candidness and...
the Spirit of Truth...trod
This heart remembers ...Walkways paved...by
feet adorned with enduring...perseverance and
Assurance...clogs
Never forgotten ...is my rescue from carnality's wrath
my direction detoured, my life was rearranged
my feet were set in a place of knowledge called, The Ancient Path
and Jesus'...'Love'...remains the same, not at all changed...
Then and now ...it is still...timeless
unmarred by modernization effects
His search for the lost...is unrelentless
undaunted by...new-age waves and techs
Almighty God, our Creator...seeks...us
simply to save...from death's cast
defying the necessity of a...sign's crust
He's there...waiting...in The Old Paths
Ps 16:11,119:105,23:3 & Pvb 4:18, Is 2:2-3, Jer 6:16, 18:15
copyright; jmsbell-2/23/18
Good poem! What you said is true. I liked the color. I liked the way you set up this poem.
Nice use of Bible verses. Janet Marie Bingham
Love ya!
Jane