Poetry

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© Bob Barra, 5-26-06

Chisel of a righteous man’s heart;
Fire of the Holiest of Holies,
The Spirit enflames
For the will of the Godhead;
He sets about to do the will of heaven;
Even of the Most High;

He is the Water of the bronze Laver of His temple,
And the Flood of His judgments;
The Oil of God’s machine,
And the Wine of His Christ;
He is like Him,
Equal in power and holiness;
And holiness is His task;

Enflame me,
Mold me,
Move me,
Keep me;

Be the fuel of my life,
And eyes to see my God;
Make my mind see magnificent things,
Things the carnal cannot fathom, or believe;

By Your power, I see the Kingdom,
And am drawn to it; to Him;
You give me righteous desires,
And replace my dreams with Your wondrous plans;

I wait for You.

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