The Mountain
The Mountain
Day breaks behind and flows before
My single summit, crowned in white
Vessels of sunlight tip and pour
To lend a cloak of rosy light
My roots delve deep into the earth
No wind of force can toss me down
Image and strength have bought my worth
I bear a name of great renown
An eagle in exalted flight
Keen eyes transfixed upon the ground
Could not surpass my unbound sight
To me no secret walks unfound
They gaze up to my noble peak
Praise fills their words yet brings no hope
There is but one that they should seek
He whose height far transcends this slope
My lofty heights could pierce the sky
If high through the heavens they soared
Yet snap in the blink of an eye
If faced with His two-edged Sword
By Him all things were created
Both in the heavens and on earth
Sent the Saviour long-awaited
Through miraculous virgin birth
I see man walk this land alone
Wretched in the works of their hands
Such lone solitude I have known
Enthroned above these frozen lands
Those who look inward find despair
At the blackness gripping their soul
Hopeless in their heart’s disrepair
Only by grace can they be whole
Oh, the great gift of God our Lord!
To sinners lost in transgression
The perfect Lamb’s blood is outpoured
They are called to His possession
Mountains fall like waves of the sea
Fleeting as the touch of a thought
Those who walk in the light will see
The forever that God has wrought
~Madelyn
For the mountains may depart
and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you.
Isaiah 54:10a ESV
That's beautiful, Madelyn!
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