Poetry

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I draw near to those who love,
those who walk My path.
If I'm the hand and you're the glove,
then you've escaped the wrath.

If I'm the hand I have come,
and you have seen My face.
I'm in the Father as His Son;
you're in Us by Our grace.

The Father's sent Whom I have prayed,
We have shown Ourselves to you.
This three-fold cord is your array,
to help you to be true.

We work in you and pray for you
with utmost infinite desire.
We work for good to bring you through
by holy cleansing fire.

One not spared to give all Three,
We give with fullest joy.
This, the Power to set you free,
to be heaven's envoy.

We will keep what you commit,
even your very own soul.
This is the promise in holy writ
and how We make you whole.

The weight you feel of this world
will fully fall aside.
It will give way to glory unfurled,
from you, deep inside.

Then you will know what We have said
the Hand within the glove.
This I bought, when I bled:
you've always had Our love.

© 1-7-09

Based on: John 14:15-24; Romans 8:26-39

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