Good Morning My Loves

 I will pray to the Lord, to seek His advice.. Through trials and triumphs, I surrender and suffice. Withholding my words, I bow down in prayer.. For inside my closet, God will give me an ear. Prosper I will, in case and in deed.. For my portion is risen, from the vine and the seed. Like the gate of the fountain, though broken in two.. The keeper of the forest, will mend it like new. Grant me much favour, that I may prevail.. As fair weathered friends, relieve me of my ail. Beyond the crystal river, where hope comes to rest.. The locks and the bars, will break from my test. To build up a wall, in which to be firm.. My understanding beckons, like students in a term. The house of the mighty, is far above reproach.. For the strength of the servant, comes from heaven's own coach. Joint of togetherness, by way of the cleft.. Ten times through sorrow, I am not left. Fear is not for soldiers, who fight with their faith.. For the grace from higher places, will never be too late.

 Draw me into you, Oh lover of my soul.. Your name is an ointment, that is fragrant to my world. Your love is like a flame, burning in my heart.. Wheresoever you goeth, your voice is as a lark. Bring me into your chamber and soothe my weathered soul.. While raindrops on my window, sets my toes to curl. We will make such music, that transcends through time and space.. For when you walk beside me, I will surely win this race. The upright tents of cedar, will welcome every breath.. As enthralling songs of worship, be cast in heaven's set. The flowers from your garden, will dress my bed of silk.. For the glory of the morning, will be ushered in like milk. Leaping on the mountain, like a roe in daze.. The fruit of your own sweetness, will take me through a maze. Until the break of dawn and the shadows flee away.. Your apple tree my beloved, will fill me as I pray. Behold, Oh my beloved, I am consumed by thee.. As in the day of gladness, your presence harvests me. My heart is ever tastin

 Oh mine equal.. My acquaintance and friend.. The one I held dear to my heart.. The one I called upon, in my time of need. You took of my love, Oh friend.. You took my warmth and my strength. Never was anything too much or too little, to give to you.. Day and night, you were my comfort. Your words were the balm to my soul. But it was you, Oh my guide.. It was you who hurt me, to my core. You who brought horror, to my knees. Like an owl in the night, you hooted my senses.. And I wandered, lost and alone. Smoother than silk, you deceived me.. Like a cart, where wheels were not wheels. You put forth your hands and sliced off my vest.. And carried away my thoughts. My dwelling you rejected and my food on your plate.. Though in haste, you prevailed in your reproach. Yet deep in the realm, of the longings of my heart.. I bid you farewell from this world.

 I sit in my hammock, in the still of the night.. I pour out my heart, without great delight. My soul feels so hungry and void of a kiss.. And I am in wanting, of tranquility's bliss. Weighed down with sorrow, I weep at your feet.. Like a dry fountain, where waters never meet. Plucked as I am, I withdraw into myself.. For the roaring of my burdens, consume me like an elf. Yet my lips shall rejoice, though my yearnings are so great.. I will praise you in honour, for the feast on my plate. With my slaying at all ends, I will rise up and be strong.. For the God of heaven's mercy, will right every wrong. My crown keeps slipping off, as I get down on my knees.. And I consult with my heartbeat, for the life in the trees. To crawl up to the mountain, I crave for the day.. For yet in the closet, I seek you as I pray. Fearfulness and trembling, await me in the night.. While shadows in the silence, lay hidden from my sight. My heart is fixed, Oh Lord, to the whisper of your name.. So com

One thing is needful, to feast on My word.. You must sit at my feet, so my voice be heard. Be troubled for nothing, for all would be well.. As even the dust, cleave just for a spell. Whatsoever charters, your time and your day.. Be of good courage and come to me and say. The good part of serving, is doing your will.. In wonder and whisper, as I sit still. The wise and the prudent, will both rejoice.. Though temporary clothing, has its own voice. If you stretch forth your hand, to touch and to bless.. The temple you are, will give you much rest. Cut off the branches, where death has been.. For nothing but leaves, will ever be seen. Let treasures be stored, when you shut your door.. As secrets reveal, what lies in your core. Run as a deer, in flight and in flame.. For dogs will come, to cause you shame. Beware of the barking, in sun and rain.. For all good things, are not from Cain.

 The back side of the desert, is where you are born.. While tending the flock, with grass and corn. Curiously beckoned, to behold the sight.. As the flaming fire, burns with might. Yesterday in plenty, today in want.. Yet not afflicted, by the feast in front. No longer hidden, by scars and fears.. For the call of the Lord, has brought rejoicing tears. Whereupon you stand, you know it is well.. For the kingdom has come, with hope's new bell. Contentment in trials, will be your vail.. As by reason of bondage, you are brought out from jai l. The sight and the sound, of your new birth.. Will be your honey, in the land of worth. Freedom from slavery, through the red sea.. Will always be favoured, so blessed you will be. Once upon a time, when your cries were suppressed.. The wolf in the forest, had you broken at best. But like the betrothed, you are dressed in white.. For the roar of the lion, has become your delight.