The movement of truth

Your truth from heaven must travel to me,
Borne by the Spirit, bound in the Bible,
Lived by our Lord in his mission of love,
Such glories sublime to gladden my heart.

Among oaks of truth Occupy Me,
Fill every space with the air of grace,
Re-form my soul of failings and sins,
Expand in me the powers of holiness.

From my inner wells of the ivoried Word,
Let flow the truth to flower in the fields,
Outward, reaching ailing minds,
To fall again from fountains on high.

Say amen. Ask for prayers. Give thanks.