Our hearts unlocked with keys of grace, from east to west, we find God’s rest. So grateful Jesus pleads our case, from dusk to dawn, we’re heaven drawn. Our souls rejoice, God’s paid our debt, from darkest death, Lord, be our breath, hour by hour, step by step. Poetry type: Amphion
2 responses to “Breath of Life”
‘Heaven drawn … ‘. Can’t help but see imagery of walking my path, and Christ holding out His hand to walk with Him.
Jesus is there every step of the way! Amen!