Poetry

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He will be God to all the clans,
All of them shall be His people;
When they shall adhere to His plans,
And to worship in His temple.

The people who survived the sword,
In the wilderness had found grace;
As they sought their rest in the Lord,
And He was able to embrace.

The Lord appeared from far away,
Love you with everlasting love;
Through His faithfulness each day,
While blessings flow from above.

He shall build as you shall be built,
You shall adorn while you dance;
While God frees you from all your guilt,
Like a deer you joyfully prance.

You shall plant vineyards on mountains,
The planters shall enjoy the fruit;
The wine will flow like the fountains,
As the vines shall drive a deep root.

A day comes the watchmen will call,
For to let us go up to Zion;
To our Lord God to enthrall,
Where the lamb sleeps with the lion.

Sing aloud with cheerful gladness,
Shouts for the chief of the nation;
Proclaim with praise without sadness,
For God has gave you salvation.

He will bring them down from the North,
Gather them from over the earth;
The blind and the lame will come forth,
The pregnant woman will give birth.

They shall come with who are weeping;
Are pleading for mercy and grace;
Carry children who are sleeping,
Looking for the Lord to embrace.

He will make them walk on water,
A straight path they shall not stumble;
Hand in hand with son and daughter,
Stop mourning and no more grumble.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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