to rest
©7-22-15 hannah mclean
He spreads out His love beneath me
and i feel upon my weathered skin
the softness of feathers
from the rocky place i lie
without strength
and yet
without condemnation
He asks but one thing of me
that i rest upon Him
He spreads out His love above me
like a canopy
creating a barrier between me
and the falling sky
His feathered wings
gather me in
He asks but one thing of me
that i rest in His shadow
He pours His love into me
like living water
rolling through a parched land
soaking Him in
He does not curse my desert
instead
He revives
He asks but one thing of me
that i rest in His life
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
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