Kin To the King
Zephaniah 3:17 KJV The Lord thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.
Grace more abundant
Than words could reveal
Feelings so pure, honest
They color hearts kind
Bring joy and love to mind
Goodness more thoughtful
Than blessings of delight
Glowing so brilliantly
Alive with knowing, insight
Whispers of light shimmering
Psalms praising and playing
On the sun’s soft light
Filling spirits with devotion
Intimacy and inspiration
Amusing the imagination
Prayers of peace and promise
Linger on the palette
Rich with love and kindness
Arousing peace, dancing
With bursts of creativity
God sings , shouts, sends
Blessings we wouldn’t expect
Brilliant, beautiful blessings
Breathed out of God’s own heart
Vibrant, vital and luminous
Faith awakens the assurance
That we have all we need
Miracles we’d never fathom
Wonders so jubilant, dreams
Flowing with milk and honey
Love lingers on those souls
Who know God will complete
Each and every thought – He marvels
In the creation He esteems
His children, His design, His dream
We’re blessed to be kin to the King of Kings!
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