“Wrapped In God’s Nature”, a worship Poem from L.Willows (God’s Peace, God’s Beauty, His Kingdom)

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Wrapped in God’s Nature

Heart curves to the Face of such beauty seen,
His Nature’s sweet bidding upon tender lights gleaned,
easing all burdens and the graspings that lean,
in the ancient cathedral of God’s sweet serene.

Come close and allow us to breathe all of You
Love blesses each morning that sprinkles Your dew,
I pray into Your wonders as they wrap us full through,
Your Hidden – what Beauty! We are safe in Your pew.

The Heavens fly through in the treetop’s soft swing.
The Cathedral is hushed by the joy of our King.
Wrapped in His nature, the Peace of God sings.
And loved in Forever, we rejoice worshiping.

© 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. Psalm 27:4

Your eyes will see the King in His beauty; They will behold a far-distant land.
Isaiah 33:17

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.
Psalm 96:11-12

“Love in the Balance of Heaven and Earth”, a worship poem from L.Willows (Glory of God, Majesty, Near to God)

Love in the Balance of Heaven and Earth

In the mountain tops, I answered,
Near the white cloud mist’s hold.
Where shoulders of green bear gentle earth mothers.
They call up horizons, they reach to sky’s fold.
Bearing weight all, caring with nests filled with gold.

Sweetened with sunlight shed full upon
Mountain fellows, their faces, turned by lives worn.
Here on their shoulders, high in the sky,
dipped in the blue is a Majesty’s cry.

Love in the balance of heaven and earth
dreams reach up to Thee as the clouds fall with mirth.
Into the soft shoulders of gentle green peaks
like mounds of earth mothers that bear, quake, birth, seek.

Soft are the bellows, on sky mounds that run
lovingly towards home, near to the sun.
Angels paint rainbows in tomorrow’s new day,
from the mountaintop’s glory, in horizons we pray.

© 2019 Linda Willows

Colossians 1:16
For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him.

Psalm 95:3-5
For the Lord is the great God, the great King above all gods. In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land.

Psalm 19:1
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.

“Running With The Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holiness of God, The Joy, Holy Spirit)

Running With The Wind

Leaping towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of our hearts,
with longing, they reach.

Held in the palm of God’s heart in His keep,
love lifts spinning skyward,
running home in the deep.

In the midst of it all, we mount not in vain,
There, everywhere,
God Reigns. God Reigns.

Running with the Wind, we sing out Holy praise.
There, in becoming with
The Joy of all days.

Sending, His Kingdom from a reach that reigns Love,
for all to re-gather
by His will from above.

Certain in the calling from His Name in the skies.
There we proclaim,
with our heart tears baptized.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

Isaiah 57:15 —For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.