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It is Written
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By Peter O
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It is Written

"You shall worship the Lord, Your God, and Him alone
Shall you serve." Luke 4:8

Father,

Scribe
On my soul
Your Word --
The alphabet for my words.

Lift
The grey heavy blanket
Hiding my soul, then
I will light the long candle --
The ever-burning flame of praise.

Not in whispers, but
With a praise large and sturdy
Will this tireless traveler
Join with Your angels in praise --
"Holy, holy, holy, Lord God."

Let not my praise
Be taxidermal, one that
Appears alive and real, but
Is cold and stiff,
Wooden inside.

Father,

I pray:
That my praise go beyond
My soul's house and
Go into the world and
Serve as Your servant.

The great Christian paradox --
In slavery to You, I am free.


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Submitted: Sunday, July 21, 2013

Last Updated: Sunday, July 21, 2013

About the Poet
I am 79 years of age. For the past nine years I have been retired, after forty years, from the field of alcoholism and drug abuse in New York City. I am married and we have two grown sons and two grand-sons. My life changed through a grace-experience in 1967. Writing Christian prayers is a particular interest of mine. This came about by a growing awareness of the spiritual in recovery from addictions. I choose, intellectually and emotionally, to believe the Triune God of the Sared Scriptures as my Healer.


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