I asked of God, "Give me a wordOf power, that mortals never heard,That through the earth like flame shall flyAnd quicken souls that sleeping lie.The old words are outworn, that longOn banners flamed, or throbbed in song,Love traffics, faith is in eclipse,And silent are the prophet’s lips.Some new great word of thrilling toneFrom out the choirs of heaven loan,That I may cry it through the earthTill faith and love shall have new birth."Then waiting in the silence dimWhere dwelt the dreadful cherubim,I felt a voice say, low and deep:"The old words still their power keep.Cry them again, and cry, and cry,The human heart shall give reply.There are in all the heaven aboveNo mightier words than Faith and Love.-author unknown
Beautiful. Faith and love. Thank God.God bless.
Wow...This is an absolutely amazing poem. Praise God. Thank you so much for sharing InTheLight.