
POEM No. 6: Like Enoch of Old

By: Sis. Edna Twara (Kenya Division)
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A deep desire is burning in my heart,
To draw closer unto Thee Dear Lord ne’re to depart,
Illumine my mind, Thy Divine Spirit impart,
Appropriate me with the merits of calvary’s blood,
To fashion my character after the divine similitude for I am marred,
Polish in me a perfect reflection of Thy image, and my heart shall be glad.
By hourly communing with Thee, mid the raging world’s surge,
Oh Lord grant me cheer to do thy charge,
That I may win the victor’s crown from Thee Dear righteous Judge,
In this world below use my breath to do truths untold,
As Thou and I journey on in a closer walk with Thee like Enoch of old.
May my last step here be a leap into the streets of gold.
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