My Holy Three
The ground of me.
In knowing myself
May I know Thee.
Write upon my heart
The thoughts that are Your own.
Seat Yourself upon
My empty throne.
You who find no place
To rest Your Head.
Here, rein and rule
To delight and wed..
My Holy Three
The ground of me.
In knowing myself
May I forever know Thee.
©2012 Joann Nelander
Lift me to Your shoulder;
Carry me, henceforth.
I can see all things in a new way,
From my throne above the world.
Your Shepherd’s crook in view,
A sign of assurance,
Calming the sea, defeating the flesh,
Vanquishing the Foe.
Perched in Paradise,
I ride above the storm.
Battles won by stillness,
Flames quenched by Water from the Rock.
Carrying the one You love,
Bearing Your burden,
Loving Your labor,
Loving me.
I see the wound of Your Cross.
I see Blood,and Bone,
And I see me,
Carved in flesh,
As you carry me,
Onward and upward,
Onto greater heights.
© 2012 Joann Nelander
Be Holy! 