In the morning, let your face be the first I see,
basking in Your glory, there is only glee.
baptizing myself in your word,
clothing me in armor, only a knights worth.
How do I deserve this gracious gift of grace?
So undeserved, lacking so much faith.
I can think of so many others in this space,
that would be more likely to win the race.
In the afternoon, let me still see your face first.
Drinking from Your cup, never having to thirst.
Speaking to the King feels quite like a dream,
i get so exited that i could scream.
The Lord of heavens armies is listening to me,
it just seems impossible for it to be.
but no, it is not so.
in to you, He wants to flow.
Using you as His arms and legs.
walking and giving His gospel message.
In the evening let you face be the last i see,
marveling in what You have done for me,
not just that, but also through me.
Although it seems surreal
it has been so real.
Continue to use me Lord
Helping me to fight with my sword.
Great Delight
Reinhardt Van Der Westhuizen
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/16/2020
Poet's note: This is a journey of great delight.
the King of Kings uses anyone who is willing, the whosoevers
that is one of the things that make the gospel so beautiful
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Warren Deyzel: Beautiful Poem Reinhardt! Keep them going!
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