No Thin Line Between Real Love and Hate
I drank of true love today
In it's pure undiluted state,
And all that I once thought was love
I now revile and hate.
The glow and glory of real love
Can best be felt and seen
In him in whom it first began;
Our god, our lord, our king.
The greatest love was his to give
A potent product of his word;
Thus when he speaks all things obey
To testify that he is heard.
Because he let me drink of it
I know I'll never be the same.
I sense it strongest in his word
So in his word I will remain
A willing handmaid of his love;
A maid-in-waiting for his return.
“Come quickly, lover of my soul,
And teach me love. I long to learn”.
RETA PRUITT
July 31, 2016
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