


This is a poem I wrote years ago and it has become increasingly the cry of my heart as this old world gets more and more infested with sin and the fallout of individual’s choices and then those of even whole nations. Noah’s waters the salty oceans perhaps full of God’s tears….
Maranatha, Come Lord Jesus
Moonlight on Noah's waters
Reflects quiet calmness back to You
Not unlike the flooding peace
Deep within me, Your servant
May I be completely yielded
So that Your Holy Spirit's stream
Can pour forth from me
In pure artesian fullness
Unhampered by selfish shallows
Or pride filled narrows
I pray that Your stream in me
Flows though true
To the ocean of Your BODY
With each member excitedly waiting
Wash me gloriously spotless
Purify me from inside
As I anticipate with all believers
Your eagerly awaited and imminent return!
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