Your Words

 When I found your words, I devoured them. 

Jeremiah 15:16



If I could never read another word,

let Your words be those that fill me.


If I could never contemplate another syllable

let love be the last to touch my lips.


I sing the sonnets of Your heart

and You bless me with abundant joy.


Your words.

Your promise.

Your fulfilment.

My joy.


Let them mock me

because I choose to brand my soul with Your thoughts.


Make me deaf to the world's slander.

Make me blind to it's sin.


I want only to sit in peacefulness,

Your open book on my lap,

Your words in my heart.



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