AC (02/08 / Orlu)

My Treasured Guest Host

More than an august visitor O Lord Thou tower, height-less Hast Thou chosen to be called a guest To a house whose landlord Thou art?

My soul's life-giver, more than a maker In Thee nothing separates both. Recalling Thy past presence in me, I'm left hungry and longing for more

In the days when Innocence thrived When the heart couldn't be tender Then "keeping the simple simple" was the drive And happiness, only Thine to render

I will, but can't thank Thee enough I only want Thee, to touch and kiss. Though there are patches rough I fear it'd get worse, should I Thee miss

Deal, Master, with my cares For so numerous they've become Then gladly will I tackle my fears Knowing Thy love makes them numb.

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Writing for the edification and glorification of The Lord Almighty is the hallmark of ingenuity. Lovely devotional piece of poetry nicely brought forth with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing Austyn and do remain blessed.