Favourable Filling

orchidee



Fits tune: Serenity

('Immortal love, for ever full')

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1. Come fill me, my heart open be

My mind your truths to see

Needing your Spirit here daily

Continually to filled be

 

2. So progressing, perfection's way

Until eternal day

Changed to the image of your Son

The true, the holy one

 

3. Lord, motivate, inspire me, guide

That I not selfish hide

Desires of pride, greed, sinfulness

But come to me and bless

 

4. To grow in love, your love to know

You have revealed, did show

It here on earth, in word and deed

And still you meet our need

 

5. Through sun and rain, through joy and pain

We learn of you again

Grant us grace e'er to follow you

We your creations new

 

6. If things thus hard or easy be

help us your hand to see

Each step to take, to trust you more

'Til reaching heavenly shore

 

7. Co-workers with you, you do give

Your Spirit, and we live

Though we as grass, we soon are past

Your words and will e'er last

 

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 4th, 2017 10:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 86 86 metre (Common Metre = CM). Inspried by Brian's 'Sunday poem' recently.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 63
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Comments2

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks for sharing STEVE ~ SERENITY is a lovely tune and a lovely STATE to be in ! I am glad you have majored on the infilling of the |Holy Spirit in your POEM ! In my experience ~ and that of millions of others ~ INNER SERENITY can only be obtained (on Earth) bu the Infilling PEACE of God's Holy Spirit ! Thanks for caring & sharing ~ AMEN ~ Yours BRIAN PLEASE check my fusion ~ and add a Poem on Sherry ~ Thanks B

    • orchidee

      Thanks B....And then I realised it, or was reminded of it, when reading your poem. Man (meaning individuals, men or women, boys or girls even )unable to find fulfilment, at least inwardly, until filled with the Holy Spirit.
      As the olde 15th Century hymn goes: 'For none can guess His grace / Til he (or she) become the place / Wherein the Holy Spirit makes His dwelling'. [Come down, O love divine].

      • BRIAN & ANGELA

        Thanks STEVE ~ AMEN ~ BRIAN

      • Goldfinch60

        Good write.

        • orchidee

          Thanks G/F. Was we both around when Bianco da Siena wrote the original in the 15th Century?



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