His Beloved
The darkened night is now done,
While the voice of my loved one;
Echoes through the mountains and vales,
Flowing like a ship having sails.
Dancing over mountains and hills,
Throughout the farmland and the vills;
With her voice music to my ears,
Is chasing away all my fears.
There she stands in the hallowed halls,
A steeple is held by its walls;
Her bell rings for to enter within,
So the people can drive out sin.
Get up my love and come today,
As I kept on hearing her say;
Beautiful one please come to me,
To show what the Father can see.
As the day brings the cooling breeze,
I am putting your mind at ease;
So humble yourself and be meek,
And you will find just what you seek.
For the bride of Christ is the church,
With the answers for what you search;
In which Jesus gives loving care,
Willing and able for to share.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2009 Richard Newton Sherrer
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