Worship's invitation-card Designer went all out this morning; Hope scrawled on golden parchment!
Stunning.
Stunning.
Bask in the beauty of love's gift
That fills the fading air
A token of redemption lifts
The veil that jailed our stare
Sight scales the sweeps of paling stars
Light stirs the countryside
As gold-gilt gateways swing ajar
No access is denied
But beckons to both most and least
To taste, from trays that brim
With trust-in-God’s replenished feast
The gift that comes from Him
© Janet Martin
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