Monday, December 28, 2009

Psalm 45:1

Beautiful words stir my heart. 
I will recite a lovely poem about the king,
for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.
Psalm 45:1
You are the river,
That purifies and cleanses me.
Your Spirit calms
The storm in me.
Your commands are
Melodies that provoke
My soul, my will, my all
To Surrender.
Like the wind,
You offer me breath.
You are a shattered rock,
Through the cracks
flow sacred blood
Giving me life.
Your shadow alone
Would be a save haven for me.

No comments:

follow me