The Prophet’s Cry

The cry of a prophet Has its weight in God's passion It cries loud and spares not Filled with fervor and compassion • "Take heed lest you die" For the warnings are brash The destruction they speak of Comes to past in a flash • Their cries can be bleak Yet always strong Carrying God's … Continue reading The Prophet’s Cry

Father and Me

I will take the old things And make them anew Providing many things Not merely a few . Like the morning dew I pursue Your grace anew I choose, To follow you dorothy’s page © 2020 D. E. Young