His Word IS...

Sometimes as I gaze upon you

Dear child, young woman, man

I wonder who will lead you

When from this nest you’ve flown

Then a sure sweet assurance

Surges from within

For His word IS, forever

And ever on, amen

His Word IS, not fleeting

Like flesh-tongue salutations

His Word IS, not bound by Time

Or parchment imitations

His Word IS, pure, faultless

And changeless through the years

A rod and staff, sure, ageless

A comfort in our fears

His Word IS; creation

Its tangible first-fruit

But it will reign forever

Though it was flesh and blood

It IS; death could not conquer

Or dis-annul its power

For His Word IS; not something

Transient as earth’s wee hour

His Word IS; true, faithful

In every age to come

His Word IS a beacon

To guide the pilgrim home

His Word IS; eternal

Dear child, young woman, man

His Word IS; infallible

Forever without end

© Janet Martin