Sunday, September 14, 2008

Solid Joys

The feel of rock at my back
And earth at my feet
A child in my two arms
And rain on my cheek

The sound of rocking chairs creaking
And streams over rock
Of wind on a high hill
That makes the grass talk

The sight of firelight on faces
The sun on birds' wings
A circle of true friends
The perfection of rings

The love of a strong man
The joy in pain
The pure life in laughter
The light through the rain

The road that was taken
The fight that was won
The name of the True God
And the gift of His Son

(Inspired by the final verse of a hymn by Isaac Newton)

Savior, if of Zion's city
I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy name.
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.

1 comment:

Tess said...

Lis, that's beautiful!!!!!!
I never dreamed you could write like that!!!!!