God’s Better Beauty

God’s Better Beauty

To what serves mortal beauty? Dangerous; does set dancing blood….   What do then? How meet beauty? Merely meet it; own, home at heart, heaven’s sweet gift; then leave, let that alone, Yea, wish that though, wish all, God’s better beauty, grace....
Sabbath Rest

Sabbath Rest

Whatever is foreseen in joy Must be lived out from day to day. Vision held open in the dark By our ten thousand days of work. Harvest will fill the barn; for that The hand must ache, the face must sweat.   And yet no leaf or grain is filled By work of ours; the field...
View me Lord, a work of thine

View me Lord, a work of thine

  In thy word, Lord, is my trust, To thy mercies fast I fly; Though I am but clay and dust, Yet thy grace can lift me high. View me Lord, a work of thine: Shall I then lie drowned in night? Might thy grace in me but shine, I should seem made all of light…....