(Verse according
to RWHollar)
May 23, 2016
A
cracklin’ fire burned near where I was standin’,
The
mornin' light rose high in a hazy horizon.
A
river flowed fast, her path to abide,
Gurglin’
and bubblin’ ‘tween rocks on each side.
Green
phosphorus leaves come alive in the day,
Before daylight was showin’ they'as colorless and gray.
Night turnin’ to day was inevitable and then…
My
thoughts turned to Scripture, Ma’ read when I was ten.
“On that day no sources of light will shine,
It will only be daylight, and then all the
time.
Only the Lord knows how this could be,
Guess it'll be Him, given us all light to
see.”
Now old Zachariah, he had an eye for the future;
But
you gotta listen to the Lord to get that same picture.
Those
on the good side sees HIS brightness of day;
But
there’s a dark side too, where others will stay.
Sun’s
up now; the campfire's a'smolderin’;
Oil
lamps' snuffed out and the day's breeze is blowin’.
Its
clear there’s a God and His Word we can’t bend.
I’m trustin’ He’s faithful, right down to the end.
(c) RWHollar
May 23, 2016
I’m trustin’ He’s faithful, right down to the end.
(c) RWHollar
May 23, 2016

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