Saturday, June 13, 2020

Source of Refreshment




Depth of being craves refreshment from a Source that hidden springs
Longs for more than wars that drain the bounce from feet that once wore wings
Seeks Something beyond the borders hinged to heav’ns from sea and sod
Depth of being craves refreshment that can only come from God

Hope hones something skin and bone is not equipped to satisfy
All we have and hold and touch will fade into the by and by
Like a bud that bursts with beauty ere the petal strews the dust
Hope hones something deeper than the skin and bone of wanderlust

Longing cannot find salvation in the promises of man
Shallow is the celebration limited to this world’s span
For the mortal is instilled with Hidden immortality
Longing is the hand that reaches for the hand that holds Hope’s Key

Depth of being craves refreshment from wells not hollowed from dust
Hope hones something that can only be attained through humble trust
Longing cannot find salvation in the props people applaud
Depth of being craves refreshment from the Fount of Faith in God

© Janet Martin

Psalm 36:8
They feast on the abundance of Your house, 
and You give them drink from Your river of delights.



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