In the Garden of Gethsemane

My little one

(Mark 14:32-36)

"And they came to a place

which was called 'Geth-sem'a-ne',

Jesus being in agony, fell on His 'face'

lay himself 'prostrate', on the ground,

His sweat  fell as great drops of 'blood'!,

cried, 'Abba! Father',in Hebrew,'daddy!!!"

'My precious darling little one,

how I long and 'yearn' to hear

thy 'lips' trembling,in awe ever

to 'form' the word 'abba! abba!'

Thy,'daddy',leaps and  bounds,

skipping over the hills,swiftly,

by thy side,in a 'twinkling'eye,

in swift 'embrace',my price ever.

Geth-sem'a-ne ,my 'garden' ever,

pleasent also,my 'bed'ever so green!

there in'agony', fell on my 'face',child

lay 'prostrate',sweet ground,ever for thee!

Thy 'beloved' face to 'behold and keep,

forever to 'behold',thy 'cry' for 'mercy'

my 'mercy' fell as 'sweats' of 'grace'

great drops of 'blood'covered,thy 'life'!

'abba! 'abba!' daddy,my 'father',my cry

for thee alone,the heavens rend and came

the 'veil' was 'torn',the 'heart-rent' cry heard

thy 'ransom',paid,thou in 'mercy' cloaked!

come,my little one,into ,my cloak,

Thy Lord has covered thee in 'seal'

never ever 'fear' thy 'bride-groom' near

I have 'prayed' for thee,thou ever mine!'

The mouth of thy Lord ! thy God! thy King! hath spoken!

Father's Gaze

My little one!

(numbers 6 :24-26)

"The Lord bless thee ,and keep thee,

The Lord make his face shine upon thee,

and be gracious unto thee:

The Lord 'lift up' his countenance upon thee,

and give thee peace!"

'my precious 'darling' child,

thou,my 'little one' ever be

this is my 'everlasting' oath

a' father's' yearning for a child!

Thou will ever be my little one,

how can I ever remove my 'gaze'

forever thou ' engraved' upon my palm,

my 'precious pearl',priceless in time!

Up thou art 'raised' held ever so firm,

for my eye to 'behold' thy face in 'love',

none moment lost in such 'rapt' gaze'

'wrapped', for ever for thy 'father's pleasure!

Up! thou raised, in thy 'father's arms'

O! what a 'joy'thou art to me up there,

my' face' glows a 'halo' upon thy'face'

beloved! 'rest' in my 'grace',lo I am so near!

Saith thy Lord! thy God! thy King!

In the Clefts of the Rock.

My little one,

' O! my dove,my bride thou art,

hidden in the clefts of my wounds,

whose report doest thou 'believe',

believe thou the 'report' of thy Lord?

My 'arm' is 'revealed',my dearest,

the 'moment'thou 'believe',my 'word'

will thou receive,my 'blessing',child,

ever thine to 'behold' thy 'promise land!

behold ,my 'crown of thorns' encircled,

'man of sorrows', grief and pain anon,

my 'visage' so 'marred',faceless for thee,

'sorrow' and 'love' flow  mingled down.

carried all thy 'sorrows',borne thy 'griefs'

my 'soul' poured unto death for thee'

when I passed by thee,I saw thy 'face',

'live',I say in thy  blood,'live',my child!

my,'wounds' and 'bruises' blankets thee'

great drops of 'sweat' fell on the dust,

blood dripped  like showers of rain

'sprinkle',nations,my 'seed' I see ever!.

thou, my dearest 'seed' I see,beloved'

ever before my face I 'behold' ever,

abundance of 'life' receive my child'

as much as thou want take thou ever!

Fear not! fear not! never ever be afraid!

death hath no more  'sting'ever never'

be bold,courageous, seek my strength,

my strength  beholds only thy weakness!

Saith thy Lord! thy God! thy King!

My Dove in the Clefts of the Rock.

My little one

O my dove,that art in the clefts of the rock,

in the secret places of the stairs,

let me see thy countenance,

let me hear thy voice;

for sweet is thy voice,

and thy countenance is comely'

(Song of Solomon:2:14)

'Beloved, my precious little one

I will draw thee 'gently' close

into the clefts of the rock my 'rock'

here I will 'reveal myself,my child'

'my 'wounds' thou behold in the clefts

thus gaze upon thy 'ransom' in full

thine alone my 'atonement' sealed

no foe or demon ever  glimpse into'

'Is there no 'balm' in Gilead, dearest?

believe thou,thy Lord,thy 'rock' ever

cleft for thee,hidden in my 'clefts thou

my 'healing' thou taste,'honey' from the rock'

'Thy Lord hath made bare his holy arm

thine alone the 'pathway'shown,secretly

the secret places of the 'stairways' glimpsed

glimpses of such 'divine'  visions revealed'

'O,my dove,in the clefts of the rock'

in the secret places of the 'stairways' ,

here,thou will,see thy Saviour's love,

did ever such 'love' and 'sorrow' flow'

O,my dove thou didst not blush in the clefts

thy Saviour's visage ever so 'marred' for thee

no beauty to behold ,thou behold in 'awe'

thy bridegroom's face in worship kneeled!'

'Do not be afraid ever,my little one,my bride

in my wounds thou well deeply 'hidden' thou

no serpent,neither circling hawk,nor vulture

know the pathway,within the clefts of the rock!'

'Arise,my bride,shake off the dust,leap thou

I have work for thee,arise and  go forth now

thou shall 'live' for me and me alone,my dove

in the land of the 'living' thou shall 'reign ever!'

The mouth of thy Lord thy God thy King declares!!!