Friday, August 26, 2005

The Planting of the Lord

The Planting of the Lord
Written August 26, 2005

My eyes have been opened to see
The plating of the Lord in me
My tree grows tall
And my roots go down
As this place, my planting, I’ve found.

No longer will I question
Or reserve in my mind
The possibility of moving
For the purposes of God I now see
It’s for His Kingdom and not for me

So here it is
On the solid Rock I stand
Come rain, snow,
Hail, sleet… or even desert land.