God lets holy river of love from above.
Abound as we pray and bow in awe of-
what majesty, splendor and gardens do part,
when we receive His Merciful Heart.
There, in Love’s core we witness such birth,
something, a miracle -new in spring’s mirth.
Hope rushes in, called to be seen,
God floods his mercy to deepest ravine.
Glory, His same, a promise from then,
worlds delivered from within and seen once again.
Rise Love River and swell to His Name;
Holy, called Holy- God comes to reclaim.
© 2021 Linda Willows
2 Corinthians 5:15 —Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
Ephesians 2:4-5 —But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved.
Lamentations 3:22-23 —The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.