Monday, June 5, 2017

Ever Ebbing As It Flows...



And he shewed me a pure river of water of life,
clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb.
In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
Rev.22:1-2 



Time’s tide is ever ebbing as it flows toward a shore
That holds the tree of life where crystal, living waters pour
The healing of earth’s nations waits, not in some earthly tome
But in the swinging wide of Heaven’s gates and ‘welcome home’

Be not dismayed when prophecies unfold age-old decree
Before the Lord of lords returns these things must come to be
Take comfort then, dear fellow-friend, in what we know for sure
In spite of fear’s foreshadowing, God’s promises endure

The best is yet to come but only for those who believe
Who repent of their sin and therein redemption receive
Then, though often we tremble at the thought of the Unknown
We turn our eyes to Living Hope proceeding from God’s throne

Ah, agony of sorrow as we mourn man’s unbelief
God is not mocked; Alpha, Omega, Rock of Ages, Chief
This day of grace He grants and plants in every breath exhaled
Is ever ebbing as it flows toward His face unveiled

© Janet Martin


2 comments:

  1. Wonderfully put. God Is Not Sleeping - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiPo6kA19Yk

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