How fleet is a glance of the mind Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light.
How fleet is a glance of the mind Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light.
Nothing Jesus did or spoke,
Henceforth let me ever slight;
For I love His easy yoke,
And find His burden light.
Lights of the world, and stars of human race.
For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost We seek it, ere it come to light, In every cranny but the right
Oh for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories