"It is like the dew of lofty Mount Hermon and the dew that comes on the hills of Zion;
for there the Lord has commanded the blessing, even life forevermore
upon the high and the lowly."
(Psalm 133:3)
Picture courtesy/Wikipedia
How pleasant to live in harmony
It feels like the soft breeze
upon your brittle cheeks,
and the ointment on the head,
caressing down upon the gown,
as the Lord hath shown,
over the part of her slender arms
as love just blowing discerning in
and she takes that lovingly
as her blessings fill each looming day,
and the gaiety in the hay
oh, cometh what may, cometh what may
each divine day.
It is like the dew of Hermon
falling on the mountains of Zion
God bestowed upon us ever on and on,
Oh, there is love any minute of the day
Cometh what may, cometh what may,
for there the Lord hath shown
the blessing of life forevermore...
"Inspired By The Lord"
(Psalm 133:3)
(2018)
Sylvia Frances Chan
Dutch poetess
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