Poetry

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The wilderness and the dry land,
Solidary place shall be glad;
Blossom as the rose in His hand,
The desert is no longer sad.

Abundantly it shall blossom,
Joy and singing it rejoices;
Abundancy of the quantum,
The angels lift up their voices.

Strengthen weak hands and feeble knees,
To those having an anxious heart;
The breath of God causes a breeze,
That makes anxiety depart.

Be strong and no longer be afraid,
Your God will come with a vengeance;
He will come as to render aid,
From our God to recompense.

Then the eyes of the blind will see,
The ears of the deaf shall then hear;
Knowing that they have been made free,
And now are able to revere.

Then the lame man leap like a deer,
The tongue of the mute sing for joy;
For knowing that the Lord is near,
That the handicap can deploy.

Waters break forth in the desert,
Streams flowing through the wilderness;
As the parched ground in an effort,
Become pools for the blessedness.

Fountains quench the thirsty ground springs,
Habitation for all the beasts;
Growing grass that nourishment brings,
Reeds and rushes each one feasts.

For a highway that shall be there,
And called the Way to Holiness;
The unclean shall not go to where,
Because of lack of lowliness.

They are the fools who went astray,
Where no ravenous beast have gone;
They cannot go the righteous way,
For the new day prepares to dawn.

The ransomed of God shall return,
Which will come to Zion singing;
Eternal salvation will earn,
For starting a new beginning.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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