Singing, still singing, oh my heart
rising yet as we part
stinging sweetly as we pass
waiting patiently, we move alas
bringing back the plainer days
sitting nearer in the rays
carried gently through the sand
wearing each other like a brand.
I still feel you in the coming dawn
lifted to heaven in a well-thought song
Dancing thro pages of wisdom and store
learning of loving you all the more
Christ is the answer, the beat of my heart
the one who makes us-ness an expression of art
whether here in the morning or into the night
I sit here waiting..... by faith not by sight
warmed by the gift of his voice in my hand
living in truth, on my Lord God I stand.
Boldness and courage my prayerful gift
Praising the Father, it's you I lift.
Knowing the lesson in the heat of His grasp
crushing the lies of the tongue of the asp.
Raising you up like the warriors of old
leading your family in faith- Be bold.
He made man for action, also for peace
Obedience, hunger, the war on his knees.
Fear not love. Fear not life.
Fear not swine full of strife.
Look first to Jesus, the rest falls in fast
Heeding the WORD from first to the last
I look first to God then second to you
Press on. Go swiftly. Heed and then DO.
Charge on for heaven thro the grit and surpass
knowing none of it here will matter or last.
- - - - - - I love you - - - - Kate
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