On This holy ground,
from the morn’s view above-
bathed in becoming,
we stand in Love.
Here in the midst,
there in a calm-
soaked in God’s Glory,
hearts held in His palm.
On His holy ground,
we stand, hearts strong-
joined in forever,
called by His song.
There are the words,
Here sounds the call-
Formed in God’s Kingdom
meant for us, All.
Near is such bidding,
sweet is The Voice,
hushed in the winds
of tunnels, time’s choice.
There we are swept
into Joy’s honeycomb,
deep in the mound
that keeps all who roam Home.
© 2019 Linda Willows
Acts 7:33 — Then the Lord said to him, ‘Take off the sandals from your feet, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.
Joshua 5:15 —And the commander of the Lord’s army said to Joshua, “Take off your sandals from your feet, for the place where you are standing is holy.” And Joshua did so.
Isaiah 43: 18-19 —“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.
