The Spirit flows inside
When you shall see the Lord that final day
And He shall look at you and test your life
Will He find in your soul offence and strife
And evil spirits leading you astray?
Were hateful things you've said like stabbing knives
Unruly conduct carelessly your way?
At unclean places you preferred to stay
With devils as numerous as bees in hives?
Not so! The Son of God must see the glow
Of love within, the oil for burning light.
His Spirit fills us with His living flow,
His goodly virtues shining bright inside
And many wholesome fruits will greatly grow.
The Lord we shall see, what an awesome sight!
Miss Abigail Valkenburg (1962)
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| Picture of my mother's garden. |
