ol' chap
God help your boy to keep in step with you,
and with his lady there, and others too
within the body of the Christ of God.
We're very glad that you with us have trod!
And we would tread with him, and follow close,
not just commands but hopes that you disclose.
Your dreams, and what you're building where you are,
Lord Jesus, head, and our bright morning star!
(Which might be our old sun, itself a source).
And we reflect, as moons to earth, of course,
the light we get ourselves reflected from
the sunshine of your love and peace. That bomb
of nu-cle-ar proportions that would pow'r
these tiny little lives from hour to hour
and make our hearts to sing, at times so strong
that lives of yours might grow deep, if not long.
And we are yours; and you are ours; you said..
our god, our source of light, and life. You shed
your love & truth to ev'ryone who’ll bow
to enter grief as you have, thus somehow
it’s only those who love the truth or would
be made so that they'll truly love what’s good
and not be sidetracked by strange shiny things
but keep our hearts and minds focussed, and sing
so that your harmonizing might chime in,
and bring dimensions deeper. Fam’ly’s win
and reach and fill our longings deeper than
those who just twist and misuse what they can.
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