pure love with Amazing Grace.
Riding across the Milky Way reflecting memories
Like diamonds
Meteors flashing across the heavens exclaiming,
"Victory! O, Victory!
I am the Eternal Love of Thee
Fear Not, For I am with you always
I am your Majestic Royalty!"
And I, in all my trembling, faint upon the earth thou has made
For without you My Lord, I am but a fragile broken shell
Wholly empty
Alone, plain, forgotten; a lost and lonely thought crying,
"Woe! O, Woe, I am not me!
I've lost the heart, the soul, of whom I am to be
Glorious Light of Reflection—Perfect Purity
Let my shattered image be redeemed by thee."
In this moment of divinable conversion,
A new star is born
The Knight of the Royal House of David,
Exchanges his life for mine to suffer
Leaving all the Heavens and Earths to mourn
And though,
He-- stripped and naked, shining armor on the ground--
Died in darkness, a willing sacrifice for me,
The Knight, in all his glory, still shines forever brighter
A banner of the Universal story –
I Was Lost But Now I'm Found.
He shines through each star born anew
From shattered shells upon the ground.
Each one lost, alone, and forgotten
Each one empty of heart, soul, and life
Each one crushed by waves and storms of strife.
The Knight knows,
And calls to them saying,
"Victory! O, Victory!
I am the Eternal Love of Thee
Fear Not, For I am with you always
I am your Majestic Royalty!"
"Come. Come. Ride My Steed With Me!"
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2016-05-20 at 03:17
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O Knight Of My Soul
The knight full of shining stars upon his stallion steedRiding across the Milky Way reflecting memories
Like diamonds
Meteors flashing across the heavens exclaiming,
"Victory! O, Victory!
I am the Eternal Love of Thee
Fear Not, For I am with you always
I am your Majestic Royalty!"
And I, in all my trembling, faint upon the earth thou has made
For without you My Lord, I am but a fragile broken shell
Wholly empty
Alone, plain, forgotten; a lost and lonely thought crying,
"Woe! O, Woe, I am not me!
I've lost the heart, the soul, of whom I am to be
Glorious Light of Reflection—Perfect Purity
Let my shattered image be redeemed by thee."
In this moment of divinable conversion,
A new star is born
The Knight of the Royal House of David,
Exchanges his life for mine to suffer
Leaving all the Heavens and Earths to mourn
And though,
He-- stripped and naked, shining armor on the ground--
Died in darkness, a willing sacrifice for me,
The Knight, in all his glory, still shines forever brighter
A banner of the Universal story –
I Was Lost But Now I'm Found.
He shines through each star born anew
From shattered shells upon the ground.
Each one lost, alone, and forgotten
Each one empty of heart, soul, and life
Each one crushed by waves and storms of strife.
The Knight knows,
And calls to them saying,
"Victory! O, Victory!
I am the Eternal Love of Thee
Fear Not, For I am with you always
I am your Majestic Royalty!"
"Come. Come. Ride My Steed With Me!"
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
Read 737 times
Written on 2016-05-20 at 03:17
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