After (twenty) aeons have come and gone
Before a billion stars twinkle and fail to burn
In times of beauty and even when the clocks are worn
My praise will ever be to the one called Elyon
Brilliant, I bask in the brightness of the Son
One whose face glows brighter than a million suns
Lifting my voice from dusk to golden morn
Always and forever till He returns
Opening the vaults of praise I will sing
Grace! Great Grace! That is what He brings
Upon the throne of Mercy seats my Love-King
Now and forever this song through eternity rings
Songs of Glory across the galaxies ping, from
Ocean floor to starry sky, tiny worm to earthling
Lifting my voice from dusk to golden morn
Always and forever till He returns
And when the cloak of time is tattered and torn
Broken, battered and oh so forlorn
I shall stand on eternity’s shores
Making sweet medley to the one I adore
Breaking forth in singing from dusk to dawn
Only yearning for you like desperate fawn
Longing and Living with you forever more
Always and forever you are MY LORD
It is that time of the year again. When we look back to Calvary and for the wise, we look forward and inward to the Throne.
So, I was wondering why God would offer a sacrificial ram to bear the world’s sin… Amean man was filthy and undeserving, then He showed me a vision of things hither-fore unseen. He showed me the Kaiser and his bride. I wrote a portion of it in Signet Seal.
This is the continuation where the Bride sings to her Prince, her King, her Kaiser. Check the first letter of each line (not in italics) to find out whose birthday we are celebrating today…
And if you are too lazy…
Then help me say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to @beeemjola
From Abdul Masih
Beautiful n Brilliant, thanks for sharing…
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merci
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Thank u Damilare. God bless you
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