“Can You See My Soul’s Pew” a Praise poem from L.Willows (Jesus Christ, Faith, Prayer)

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Yearning, heart learning
all forward to You.
Unknowing, unseeing,
all motions sway to.
Wearing the cares
that long for your view,
Lord, I am calling,
do you see my soul’s pew?

Hoping and trusting
wanting only to be,
Yours in close keeping.
Safely, home. Adoptee.
This, true assembly;
my only heart’s aim.
Lord, I am praising.
Can you touch this heart’s frame?

Make tender what rebels.
Mellow soft what formed loss.
Subdue what cries afar.
Keep me in Your Reign.
Bear near earthen star.

Wearing cares made holy,
simple and sure.
Lord, I am praising,
bowed low, made pure,
Heart, felled to You,
may Your Kingdom endure.

© 2018 Linda Willows

Psalm 143:8
Let me hear Your loving devotion in the morning, for I have put my trust in You. Teach me the way I should walk, for to You I lift up my soul.

“In the Nest of God’s Sight”…a poem by Linda Willows

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In soundless tears my soul does weep,
It reaches near bold love to keep.
A brightened canopy of stars…
Look down upon such human scars.

Fall they into a river of light,
Rushing through all my heart with might.
For joy does follow even this night,
As I lay bare in the nest of God’s sight.

I am healed as a child in the arms of love;
My heart is stilled by Him above.
One tear does fall if only to say,
Your Love, Lord fills all of me. Swept, I pray.

©2016 repubish, 2014 Linda Willows

Photograph gratitude to Romina Dughero


“They come mended, grace tended”…a worship poem by L. Willows


I am covered deep in His Love divine,
joy soaps each tear, each year, each line.
The folds of heart wrinkles are wrapped in embrace,
they come mended, grace tended with new holy birthplace.

How soft the reach to this blessed imprint.
Life’s all presses in be near such Bright’s glint.
I look out, all around, rest inside and remain
in the hold, depth and width of Your glory and reign.

© 2018 republish 2016, Linda Willows
Photograph by Jarrod