Sunday, March 20, 2016

HYMN

          I SEE HIS BLOOD UPON THE ROBES AND IN THE STARS
          THE GLORY OF HIS EYES.
          HIS BODY GLEAMS AMID ETERNAL SNOWS,
          HIS TEARS FALL FROM THE SKIES.

          I SEE HIS FACE IN EVERY  FLOWER.
          THE THUNDER AND THE SINGING OF THE BIRDS
          ARE BUT HIS VOICE..
          AND CARVED WITH HIS POWER
          ROCKS ARE HIS WRITTEN WORDS.

          ALL  PATHWAYS  BY  HIS  FEET  ARE  WORN.
          HIS  STRONG  HEART  STIRS  AN  EVER  BEATING  SEA.
          HIS  CROWN  OF  THORNS  IS  TWINED  WITH  EVERY  THORN.
          HIS  CROSS  IS  EVERY TREE.



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