The Lord will come and not be slow,
His footsteps cannot err;
Before him righteousness shall go,
His royal harbinger.
Truth from the earth, like to a flower,
Shall bud and blossom then;
And justice, from her heav'nly bower,
Look down on mortal men.
Rise, God, judge thou the earth in might,
This wicked earth redress;
For thou art he who shalt by right
The nations all possess.
The nations all whom thou hast made
Shall come, and all shall frame
To bow them low before thee, Lord,
And glorify thy name.
For great thou art, and wonders great
By thy strong hand are done:
Thou in thine everlasting seat
Remainest God alone.
"As servants waiting for the Master's return, we pray:
Come, Lord, and save us!
From the emptiness when we do not recognize your presence:
Come, Lord, and save us!
From the silence in which we do not hear your voice:
Come, Lord, and save us!
From the darkness in which we do not see your light:
Come, Lord, and save us!"
- from Magnificat, December 2017
Happy birthday, Lisa! It is today, yes? ♥ 'Hope it's a sweet one.
ReplyDeleteYes, Val - thank you!! xo
DeleteHappy birthday, Lisa!!!
ReplyDeleteGod bless you!
Anne♡
Thank you, Anne! :)
DeleteOh Lisa! I missed your birthday! Many Happy Returns from me! xx
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