

Bound
It is rainy and gray today
And the dog is quiet
But the " music " next-door
Is jarring
I have the warmth
And security of You, My Jesus,
To brighten up this day.
How cold it must be
For those lonely, aching hearts
Yet closed off to Your touch
Give me a chance, Lord,
To reach out and melt them
With Your love!
Alone
My Jesus,
He needs You so much
In all the turmoil
That races through his mind
He can no longer lean
On broken crutches
And lies about
Like a body without bones
Yet he still resists You
If he could but grasp
Saying YES to You
Isn't giving up life
But embracing and encompassing peace
Yielding to eternal joy
And becoming aware that he's loved
Like he's never been loved before!
Lost
And the rain will batter you
Splash across your face
With such fury that you know
Surely you must drown.
Not unlike the tears of sorrow
Humanity has wept,
Ever since it all began,
To no avail.
And you go away to wander
Where, the winds know best
Constantly blown, turned about and lost,
From yourself and all who seek you.
And the rain will lash you
Cutting across your soul
Seeping into your very being
Until you are to see
Not unlike the tears of sorrow
That are building up
A torrential torment within me
Symbolic of what, I do not know
Only that they are choking me
With such great intent
Yet I have not the words, not understanding
To explain its mystery to you.
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