Joy, Peace, Love

12/22/2003 2:49 PM

Starry hosts emblazon
The deep night before me
They cry out to all, "Joy, Peace, Love"

Weary feet guard the ground
Looking up at unfolding glory
Bowing before the shine from above

I'm giving my Every
Please take it away
Give it to those in need

I'm giving my Only
Please give me another
But make it You I need

And this old canvas box paints itself
A thousand shades of vermillion
Scarlet, crimson, orchard and thyme
Wrapped with a bow tying it together
And placed at Your feet, this is Mine

A gift only for You, to take and place
At the feet of Your people, the World
Cold and hard, the sour, bitter taste
Of truest Life is sweeter than Eden's dew

To give
To die
To live
Is mine
To own
Nothing
To have
Everything

Forever

I cry out to all,
"Joy, Peace, Love."