The Word of God
The Bible is an expanse of land
With no border or end at hand
Its horizon does not dip and
rest
But arches up to its
heavenly quest
On this land lie countless buried
treasures
Not of silver, gold or that you can
measure
Each morning before the dawn of light
Arise and perceive the mystic sight
Leap forth like a gazelle on path
defined
Let your feet tingle with a surprise
find
Behold it is the Lord speaking his
mind
Grab the vibrations as they occur
Tune your ears to seize every murmur
Let your mind harness its might
Let your body make it its diet
Let your day be strengthened by His
presence
Let your night pass savoring His
essence
The spoken Word of God enriches our
lives
Every concern, every worry, every
tear
He gathers unto Himself to shear
To clothe us that we may never ever
fear
But live a life of holiness and cheer
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