Verses flow inside my head,

Even when I go to bed…

If I don’t write

Them down that night,

Their memory will have fled.

I think I have a particular tune

That would be nice if I use it soon…


It will have died,

Eclipsed as it were, by the moon!

Sometimes it seems that God

Wants me to just be awed….

By inspired thought

Though not always caught,

And recorded so others can laud.

It is as it were, a game,

To prophesy in HIS NAME…

Often just to Him

By His sovereign whim,

But never for personal fame.

God often wants to enjoy

His creation’s gifts employed…

Creatively praised

He enriches days,

Of folks with which He’s never annoyed!


–Jonathan Caswell


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