Saturday, August 18, 2007

" I AM HE "

Oh Lord,
in the wee hours of the morning I think of you~
For a time sleep escapes me
Wakefulness overtakes me
The thought of you shakes me
To pray
And I hear you say
To my heart,
" Be my counterpart."
With you, Lord, I want to be a part.

Then I hear,
"My Dear....
Tell my own I love them forever,
I want to hold them ever;
They are more valuable than gold
Make sure they are told
For 30 pieces of silver I was sold.
For love of them
Each one a priceless gem
I came to save;
My all I gave
As a slave
To die,
The Lord,
The Christ!"

© Mel Patterson, 8-18-07

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