“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

“Dissolved in Love’s Deep”…by Linda Willows

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I am softly drawn into a Love divine,
as one sweetly held in His sacred vine.
A wreath by day, the Bright lights heart’s Shrine.
And come the night, prayers tender souls bind.

The arms of Heaven opened, revered.
Holy, holy, Our Lord comes near.
A hush of revere bows low, sweet with tears.
Our Father, Abba, The Lord; He is here.

Devoured in the cast of His grasp from above,
my soul is swept full, in a rapture of love..
Of Heaven, The Kingdom and all in Your Keep
we bend, we stretch and dissolve in Love’s Deep.

© 2016 Linda Willows; 2015 LWillows