His Children
His children, they dance to His song
And as Jesus sings over them,
He sings of life and of His love for them.
The children of God sing back to
The Ancient of Days sometimes adding
A new note along the way.
They do this with so much gladness in their hearts.
Heaven always forming, Jesus ruling inside ours as He rules
With His warmth concerning everything that He has made.
There was nothing that existed before... before it was made by
Him our eternal and external Creator.
With Him creation goes on.
Life and love go on.
Without Him there is only a dark void and nothing more.
Pilgrims and we are all lone pilgrims until
We decide to make our journey together with Him.
With much gladness in doing so amen.
Copyright © Susan Clark | Year Posted 2018
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