The crowd was strong in Jesus’ day;
they pressed to hear what He would say.
They heard the truth, so clear He spoke;
soothing sound since the church was broke.
Sure there were some who weren’t that enthused;
the truth that He taught, had long been unused.
But too there were some who believed when they heard.
It says that ‘they hung on His every word’.
In the vacuum of truth, the soul restless grows;
a longing compels to know what He knows.
So Lord help us first, to see what You see;
and then to convey, what You meant to be.
Help us lift truth amid all that is wrong,
for some to believe, for all who do long.
A very fine spiritual poem….thanks for sharing it.
This was so beautiful and moving!Thank you for your obedience and faithfulness to Him! 🙂
“In the vacuum of truth, the soul restless grows;”
I like that line. Thanks for sharing.