Thy eternal throne stands firm from year to year, Statutes have been seated there, forever secure. My songs, their melodies move with the mood of days, In your harmony they find their frequency. The house of my line is weak, small and of no influence, My pilgrimage, though brief, begins and ends at your dais.
My hands also, you fit to hold a pen, Will I lift up my verses in praise of the Son? Unto thy great name I spin the verbs, Commandments which delight me – power my fingers. I have loved the grand service of a scribe, And I pray for treasures new and old. I willContinue reading “Statutes #48”
Princes also did rage, like Herod, against your Anointed, Sit and speak, their words like sewage flowed. Against me their horns pushed, But I trusted in my Christ, my King, my High Priest, my Beloved. Thy servant did silently wait while words swirled, Meditate in your judgments, this filled the silence and cut the noise.Continue reading “Statutes #23”
I will search for the young child, as Herod implored the wise men, Delight is found at the foot of that cradle. Myself in the Bethlehem of your word, Thy statutes point to his great glory. I will not return by the Herodian way, Forget the bright worship, never! Thy word is the new pathContinue reading “Statutes #16”