"God of my fathers, LORD of mercy. you who have made all things by your word…That your sons whom you loved might learn, O LORD, that it is not the various kinds of fruits that nourish man, but it is your word that preserves those who believe you! For what was not destroyed by fire, when merely warmed by a momentary sunbeam, melted; So that men might know that one must give you thanks before the sunrise, and turn to you at daybreak." (2)
Descent of the WordLord, lift my heart above its churn,
And clear my mind of its debris.
Prepare my spirit to discern
Your word with peace and clarity.
Lord, let Your word descend upon
My spirit like the morning dew.
Your light, like the first rays of dawn,
Will spark Your word, reflecting You.
Lord, let Your love soak in my soul
Like morning mist on meadows dry.
You quench my thirst and fill my whole;
Your Spirit stills me with its sigh.
Lord, let Your life dawn blazing bright:
Imbue my heart with love's UV;
Infuse my mind with wisdom's light --
My soul ascends triumphantly!
Your word is life and love and light:
Soul, heart and mind with You unite.
(c) Paul Buis, 2002