Poetry

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Let me know the height of wisdom, 
  great yet paled against Your heart. 
Remember my soul for Your kingdom.
You have chose that grace impart. 

Let me see the breadth of heaven,
  dwarfed by Your mighty love. 
It has borne and purged my leaven,
  given to be borne above.

Let me sense the depth of Truth. 
I'll hardly know your fervent desire. 
In Your precious blood I have my proof,
  almost touching a holy fire. 

The height, breadth and depth of love, 
  the unknown is known in spirit.
You made my flesh Your Spirit's glove.
So close my soul can sense and hear it.

© 10-12-09


Ephesians 3:14-20 

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