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Topic: Poor (10/25/04)
TITLE: The Valley of the Shadow By Debbie OConnor 10/28/04 |
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Ardent desire consummated, full-blown
Is a mere shadow of the holy love
That is ours in God above
The utmost depths of sacrifice
Our joy, our pain, our might, our strife
The greatest feats of mere mankind
Are in His light left far behind
The richest man on earth is poor
If all he has is earthly store
This world will never satisfy
The yearning of this fleeting life
Our momentary victories
Like spores of a dandelion blown by the breeze
May plant their seeds and bloom again
But the victor knows not how or when
This transitory world cannot defend
The eternal longings that dwell within
If we live our lives for Him we’ll find
The true riches and glory of eternal life
When the shadow is completely torn aside
And we lose our need to watch the time
Our treasure will not be the stuff of earth
But of our Savior’s greater worth