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Written on August 16, 2024
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The early morning hour should be dedicated to praise: do not the birds set us the example? ~ Charles Spurgeon
Words won’t come on those days
When light fades into the song, the longing
A silent ache, penetrating the stories
The feelings, the lasting praise who restores
A gentle joy, leading my soul to grace
Where I’ll learn to listen to the wonder,
The music of unending faith, eternal light…
Poured out on those who know His life,
His gift to all mankind…
Words won’t come on those days
When grief stills the blazing fires, wings
Smothered by a darkness, a gray
Melancholic trembling on the edge of winds
Shattering the stillness, the winsome beauty
Of a light who remembers who He is,
Why He came – why He is the answer
For every heart, every soul, every spirit
Who needs the beauty that comes to those
Who hear Him, feel Him, believe Him…
Life assured by the only One who can save
From the desperation of the past,
The sins that darken with their black,
The worries that find a way to dread,
The grief that feels so overcast with shame…
Words won’t come on those days
When His story remembers the ways
He silenced the mountains, built hope that lasts,
Told hearts of a moment when He would pass
From life to death – from death to life,
When love would restore hope and faith,
When love would shine its light, amazing grace!
Words won’t come on those days
When there is more reason to be thankful,
Than a heart can possibly uncover,
More reason to praise our precious Savior
Than we can possibly divulge…
He is worthy of all the love we can give,
All the gratitude that we can present,
All the music our souls can arrange,
All the praise that our hearts can comprise,
All the prayer that our spirits can compile,
All the love that comes to life…
Because He is the light, the love, the life
He is the One who made hearts right
Because He lived and because He died,
But especially because He came back to life,
To show the entire world that He’s the sacrifice,
The One who made a way for love to abide
Inside the heart who believes that He is…
Who He says He is…
The King of Kings, the Prince of Peace,
The Lord of Lords… the reason I can see…
Past the darkness – into the light,
Where He promises me that death is not the end,
But, instead, it’s the beginning of eternity with Him!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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