Poetry

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May the Lord trump your imagination
with the Power that birthed you above.
With the fire that ignited your salvation
may you know His limitless love.
May you learn its unbound heights
and explore its unsearchable depths.
For this take on His Spirit's might
to know its infinite width.

In this may He bless and keep you,
that His face on you would shine.
May He be so gracious to you
like a cup of His finest wine.

For that clime, this I pray:
that you would be His pleasure.
The world would slough off and fall away,
you knowing His grace's measure.

Another great blessing is coming,
persuasion of inseparable love.
Your heart filled with the Truth drumming,
yet with the comfort of a cooing dove.

Then you will know the hope of glory:
the Son of God abiding in you.
Behold, you're a chapter in His story,
where He’s shown Himself as true.

I will be blessed when you see this.
I’ve seen the Lord in you.
I desire for you this one bliss,
He’d gain the praise He’s due.

© 7-18-10

Ephesians 3:16-21

Colossians 1:27

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