God is my inheritance
His voice calls me
His love, it woos me
His mind pursues me
He makes His face to shine on me
Even in the first light of dawn He gazes
And His love within Him stirs Him
For He has chosen me to move Him
The desire for me to provoke His being
And I begin to see Him
to see His love in greatness
Touch the Vapor, the puzzling glory of salvation
There He meets me and there I learn my name
I learn the meaning of the name He calls me
The meaning of the name He gives me
And I lean onto it
Conform to the expression of His will
God begins to shape me, to teach me
Sometimes gently, sometimes briskly
As He discovers His secrets to my heart
He draws me closer, even nearer
That God and man might meet in fire
God and man, to know true purpose
His love reach out surrounding me
His love encircles, changing me
That I may stand before the King of All Glory
Redeemed for I am holy His
And He draws near, for He is mine
I rush to meet myself in Him
He stops all time to give Himself
In my gift He pleasures to inherit me
With all my longing I do inherit Him
Here I am to Him as He is to me
The inheritance of lovers:
Not gold of a soul that passed
But the yearning growing hearts of one another
~JLB
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