The Covenant

The Covenant Take my humbleness, I submit myself To a great God, that feels my lowliness I have sinned; fear to be left on the shelf I have been inspired by His Holiness Hates dwell on us, wicked dimmed the light For the reason of His crucifixion He dealt agony longer than the night The sin labeled in our soul’s inscription For a long time, faith coated with verglas Gone are many squalls during the daylight All the noble trees stunted bladed grass The wind whispers name for a wakeful flight We are dust, and to dust, we shall return His resurrection, no one left forlorn May 3, 2017