The Void
Where can we go from Him
Except into 'The Void'?
When we leave His presence,
We forget whose we are.
Like a young man lacking sense,
We are shapeless and empty.
His Spirit moves to fill it,
But when faith is dead
His promise is nullified.
The walls are broken down,
The vineyard is ruined.
O Jacob, remember Peniel!
Limp back into His presence!
Order your ways before Him,
As if He is present still!
And He will fill up 'The Void'
Like He filled the whole earth.
O Lord, will you fill us up,
To all the fullness of God?
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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