I push a little way
behind the thing I see,
and something seems to say
“Hush” very quietly.
That is God’s private secret:
He has not told it to me –
for the secret things belong to God,
whereas the things that He has revealed
belong to us and our children
forever.
The writer of Proverbs mentions
various things that he could not
fathom;
I am acutely conscious
of countless
precarious things
I cannot grasp.
Sharpen my perspective, Lord
concerning the way You concealed Your Son
until the right time came to announce Him to
the world;
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The patience by which You shape Your people
holy,
in preparation for the plans You possess for
us
beyond the edge of time.
Selah |
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Praise You
for Your purposes for Israel,
for the time when the hardening of their
hearts becomes a thing of the past.
Selah |
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Thank You, too,
for the time when all
secrets are revealed
on the great and final
day,
when You overthrow all foes
by the splendour of Your coming.
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Keep us in the meantime from the harm
of the viper’s charm, and the secret power
of lawlessness.
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For it is where there is care and kindness
and heart concern that You are to be found –
not in the concrete jungle of sharp business
deals,
or the entanglements of ecstatic party land.
And where pleasure is no longer the main
yard measure
You bestow a very great deal to enjoy.
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You find so many ways to affirm
those who look to You to make their ultimate
choices;
who cleave most closely
to receive Your still small voice and kindly
leading.
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While the waves are lapping softly on
ancient shores,
entire new realms are opening up –
and you are seeking the staunch and brave to
launch
the next phase of Your full and final
purposes.
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To them You show Yourself as You really are
and whisper words of we’el and welcome.
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