THE PATH

On this path that narrows, daily

Snakes hiss on every side~

I remember the Rock that cracked 

at Gethsemane~

Where my Master cried.

He endured for the joy set before him
(My hopeless soul was on his mind),
And the wicked wove a cruel crown.
They pierced his tender side.


So as I walk, remembering
His love lays a hold on me:
The Rock that cleaved~
The tears that heaved~
His blood, a surging sea.

Now we see the world, in a rage, a-writhing
With pangs of deep travail.

But God is seated on his throne, alway
His word will never fail.

O sing and sing to the God of glory
Who sent his holy child Jesus to die
That evermore love's joy resound

Death drowned by love, so high.

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)

Pieces of Silver

Silver droplets fall from honest eyes.
How God hates the world's disguise.
O Lord of glory send forth thy rain:
Thy holy word, 

Our sweet refrain.

Behold the light that dances
On waters replete with joy;
Thy word is true! 

Thy wing o'erspeads!
(And so our songs employ.)

O fountain of life overwashing,
Thy replenishing rains compel:
The song of the Lamb~

And humble praise~

Therein thy Spirit dwells.


O Lord of light upspringing
In hearts broken at the Master's feet~
With pieces of silver we testify 
Of thy mercy and truth, 

So sweet.


O Lord of glory come fill this, thy temple~

And bless thy living, righteous seed~
That thy Gospel might shine 

Unto all the earth~

And we might ever live, in thee.

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)

THE LIGHT WE BEAR

Small and despised~ O insignificant bird
Nestled in the Father's word.

A little candle glints within
The sparrow's heart, a-trembling.


Stars a-falling~ giants rise!
Liars prosper~ Hell opens wide!
The world endarkening, until it's done.
O Lord of glory
Regard my song.


O golden fire of love that burns,
As lowly sparrows croon and yearn~
For Jesus Christ the vail did rend:
And the Father's glory surrounds our end.


O holy King, you love me.
Your gentle wing consoles me.
My nakedness e'er clothed in white
And songs~ unfettered~ bear thy light.





(~sister Abby Elizabeth)

WATCH

Wars whirl on,

People play along.

It almost seems like nothing's wrong.
No one seems to notice
As the sky begins to tear~

But never mind,

These eyes can see:
God's word, a lamp enlightening.
Time's a-turning: please endure.
Our life is safe in Christ, beyond.

This is that truth.

This shall remain.
The Lord of glory bore our shame.
God's hand will rend the heavens, high
And men's machines, and time.

Behold the wicked falling fast
Caught in the snares they set, at last.
But the scorned beseech the Risen King~

Tears in the night

Adorn his wing.

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)

 

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)

~sister Abby Elizabeth)