MyKing

My heart inditing a good matter,
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
I will speak the things I have made concerning my King—

Tossing back and forth on my bed,
In the night’s silence,
My eyes closed but sleep gone.
Within me is a beckoning—
My King wooing me into His inner chamber,
Into His majestic sanctuary—
Where the air thickens with incense,
And warmth envelopes my soul—–
Drawing me with bands of love.

How can I enter Thine inner chamber- Most Holy One?
Do You not see my tainted purity?
How can You wash me clean
when my self-righteousness could not?
Yet with the chords of love—
You still draw me close,
Bleeding symphonies of Love,
Your voice echoing in the stillness,
rejoicing over me with singing.

In shadows of doubt, I tremble and fade,
yet Your light pierces through, unafraid.

So I will speak the things I have made concerning my King—
my heart, my pen, forever in Your embrace

#Diaries
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