She wants to witness in these latter days
a mighty move of God, but better still,
she wants to move in Him and in His will,
to lift in higher places higher praise
so she may know Him, of His works and ways,
and let the Spirit dwell within and fill
her yielded vessel, that she may fulfill
His will and His good pleasure. She obeys.
In garments of high praises, she is dressed,
and prayers and supplications, day and night,
are offered up with thanksgiving and pressed
into His hands and side, which shall requite
her love and faithfulness, for she is blessed,
and virtuous, and pleasing in His sight.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org
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