The Source of Love
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I want to thank my dear friend, John Watt for sending this poem to me just a couple weeks ago. I had completely forgotten that I wrote this back in 2011. Thank you, John!
The Source of Love
Oh dear Lord as I come near
My praise and adoration you will hear.
I enter into your courts with praise
And hinder not my voice to raise.
You are the mighty omnipotent one,
Holy, righteous and compared to none
Omniscient, omnipresent, majestic King,
To you my offerings I do bring.
Creator of the universe,
In you I will my soul immerse.
To lift you high on eagle’s wings
Oh, most glorious King of Kings.
You sent your son to show us the way,
And to give us hope for that coming day.
When he shall return and the trumpets sound
Oh, what jubilee and joy shall abound.
Where Oh death is now thy sting?
Thy mercy Lord is a blessed thing.
When I consider all Thy ways,
I’ll rest in you for all my days.
Your love is like the setting sun.
So beautiful is our redeeming one.
Who paid the penalty for our sin.
And now allows us to enter in.
How wonderfully soothing is your grace.
It makes my heart continue pace.
And comforts all who know your love.
That glorious bliss from above.
You are full of loving kindness.
Gone forever that crippling blindness.
Indeed you’ve opened all our eyes,
Who’ve been rescued from our demise.
Oh what joy comes from salvation.
You have given to every tongue and nation.
We worship you with sweet oblation.
Your Word is truth and our sanctification.
Now our joy is entirely complete,
As we look forward to when we’ll meet.
Our triune God in heaven above,
Who alone is our source of love.
John Stasukevich
8/25/2011
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