Scripture Testimonies

Psalm 63

In stillness, searching silent calm,

The emblems of my God appear.

The heralds of a star-pierced psalm,

Breath of His presence in the air.

Bright banners of desires that flew,

Struck silent, see them still as death;

A God who casts my world anew,

For him, my tattered cloaks I left.

Uprisen within me, o’er me bends,

Now banished mists of scattered thought.

Wide pinions arch as he descends,

A whisper of a thousand winds,

Now priceless, all my battles fought.

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