THEY all were looking for a king
To slay their foes and lift them high;
Thou cam'st, a little baby thing
That made a woman cry.
O Son of Man, to right my lot
Naught but Thy presence can avail;
Yet on the road Thy wheels are not,
Nor on the sea Thy sail!
My how or when Thou wilt not heed,
But come down Thine own secret stair,
That Thou mayst answer all my need--
Yes, every bygone prayer.
~George MacDonald
Beautiful! Thanks, Jody! God be with you this day! (BIG HUG!)
ReplyDeleteThat is wonderful, Jody - I hadn't read it before. Only His presence, by His own secret stair... Our Savior and our Life. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteGeorge McDonald is, for me, so difficult to understand but OH so worth it. C. S. Lewis gave credit to George McDonald... "indeed I fancy I have never written a book in which I did not quote from him."
ReplyDeleteThat is so lovely, I just love George McDonald.
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