Saturday, June 20, 2020

God of the Minefields

Battlefields are no friend to romance
In  this promised land we’re called to dance
When this holy cord has You as the third strand,
Then two become one flesh  together to stand

God of the minefields, Lord of the storm
We pass through a world where trouble’s the norm
As we  weather the journey you will see us through
We shall pass safely if we draw close to you

And we will trust in your promise
We will trust in your grace
We will trust in your mercy
In this ponderous place
Till we stand face to face
Lord, we will trust in your grace

Lord of the earthquake and of the inferno
Be our deliverer so our world will know
You are our one hope down here in the deep
You are our keeper and we are your keep.

You are our Maker though we are but dust 
We cling to your promise and in You we trust
Add Your living water  and shape us we pray
Till we are transformed into vessels of clay

God of the minefields, Lord of the storm
Work in us until  new heart is formed
When the trouble is over and the day is done
The trials will conform us to be like your Son

And we will trust in your promise
We will trust in your grace
We will trust in your mercy
In this ponderous place
Till we stand face to face
Lord, we will trust in your grace

June 19, 2020
Anthony Foster

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