Come Hungry, and You Shall Be Filled
And the lord shall deliver me from every evil work, preserving me
into his heavenly kingdom: to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen.
And a divine wind blew through each one, igniting the light of day
within them; drowning out the face of darkness like a spark in sun-dry hay.
And the spirit of the Lord lit the whole of each man awake. Winds of truth
scattering the fevered shades of devils, gone, striking the whole of them
with eternal love.
And there was peace amongst them then and ever after, at the table of the host,
within the everlasting house of God. And it was so, from then on: that they,
whosoever let the spirit of the Lord and Jesus Christ our savior into their homes,
shall have eternal sun for all their days, lighting their every sky with joy.
*For Brian's Pentecost Contest. :) The first lines are from: timothy 2; 4, 18
Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2009
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