Psonnets of Worship
Reward Me Openly

What praise and worship do I want to bring?
Come fill me full with songs and hymns and psalms,
and let my empty hands, with opened palms
outstretched and lifted up before my King,
be filled with blessings above what I sing
so I may pour before the poor these alms,
twelve fruits in season, served with healing balms
to anyone who asks me anything.
Our Father, see in secret, and bestow
my cup, now lifted up within Thy sight,
to overflowing with such overflow,
my left hand will not know the alms my right
pour for the poor. To whom else will I go?
Reward me openly with words of life.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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