Heart curves to the Face of such beauty seen,
‘Tis Nature’s sweet bidding, these tender lights green,
they ease all burdens and the grasping’s that lean,
this ancient cathedral of God’s sweet serene.
Come close and allow me to breathe all of You,
Love blesses each morning that sprinkles the dew,
I pray that Your wonders wrap me full through,
Your Hiddens – what Beauty! We are safe in Your pew.
As Heaven flies through in the treetops soft swing
The Cathedral is hushed by the joy of The King.
Wrapped in His nature, the peace of God sings.
© 2012 Linda Willows
One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of the LORD And to meditate in His temple.
Your eyes will see the King in His beauty; They will behold a far-distant land.
Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it. Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.