Smalltown Poets Trust
so he sat behind his natural defencses and there he wrestled with the song he heard his name in every line, his life in every measure faced with feelings he could not explain there was hunger in his hollow hesitation there was posturing for peace but even where the spirit willed the flesh was still maintaining ground to give only for a sign and the call went out again take this bread, drink this cup know this price has pardoned you from all that's hardened you but it's going to take some trust he lost a heatbeat when he heard the testimony another soul forsaking pride and quickened bt the Spirit he's so sure that he could hear it Jesus his Saviour calling him to come come every soul by sin opressed there's mercy with the Lord and He will surely give you rest by trusting in His word