dark
sky
casting
shadows
around
him
paints
night sky
with
gentle strokes of His brush
in
hues so tender
this
young boy
could
not help
but
write
and
sing
and
sing
and
write
love
songs so sweet to
Abba
he
sang songs of worship
to
an audience of One
with
sheep looking on
his
heart was lovesick
for
His Abba whose heart
was
lovesick for him
in
those years of solitude
a
love story was written
a
love story so passionate
between
the boy and his Abba
for
when all else is stripped away
one
realizes all really needed was there all along
he
asked not for comfort of home
for
he already had a home
gazing
on beauty indescribable
from
this young boy
would
come the Savior born with sheep looking on
whose
love songs were written
with
His very life...
drops
of blood so crimson
the
ink with which all names
are
engraved
on
hands pierced deep
this
King of kings
this
Lord of lords
a
descendant from the family of this young boy
the
bright morning star
offers
water of life
a
gift so free
to
all who are thirsty
the
worship songs
written
in grass so soft...
the
love story of a Savior
born
to die
died
to live
now
reigns as
the
bright morning star
the
Omega
oh
to have a heart
like
the young boy David
gazing
on His beauty
living
forever in His presence
may
I worship with David's heart...
like
the young boy David!
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