Monday, January 14, 2013

YHWH (Short poem at midnight)

Who can come into Your Presence?
Yet we thirst after you like a desert
For You are like the spring rain
Like a new day
You are a radiant Sun
And out of Your hand Your people are satisfied
Your Word is our only deliverance
Your eyes light torches of fire in the souls of men
And by the breath of Your mouth we kiss Life
Most Holy God
Who can compare with You?