“Love casts us to Prayer, to worship Our King”….a worship poem by Linda Willows

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Worship is dancing to the Face I adore,
A rapture of seeking, a heart’s joyful implore.
Spilling the melodies of the prayers of Love’s kind,
Oh Lord, I motion with my Heart’s full unwind.

This, but to You Lord, for no other would know,
How fully and deeply my heart’s crevice goes.
Unlike an earthly carved place of Love’s meet,
It winds all the way into this ancient heart’s beat.

Worship is apart like one precious pearls’ shine
It glints like a thousand stars blinking in time.
Gesturing, healing, heralding heavens to sing…
Love casts us to prayer, to worship Our King.

© 2017 Linda Willows

“My heart in God’s palm”…offered by LWillows

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My Heart in God’s Palm

Returning, unlearning, reclaiming I run
Toward the sights of such near Holy One.
Basking in a love that draws my heart in
My whole, my entire, it is raised up within.

Receiving, believing, reveling I rest,
In awe of the bliss of such glorious quest.
Hoping that ever this moment will last
With my heart in God’s palm and Love’s all so vast.

© 2017 Linda Willows