The wisdom in the Bible is to me
Like flowers that bloom in the desert for me to see.
Lit is like a beautiful tune to deaf ears;
Sweet music; a great pleasure to hear.
It is like sunshine after a storm; its healing touch warms my soul.
It’s like the purest silver or the most precious gold.
It’s like a river flowing forever deep inside.
I need never thirst again, for in its truth I abide.
It’s like a cloudless day, bright and clear.
Wisdom illuminated with love, to take away fears.
It’s like perfume I love to breathe
So perfect in its truth, that others it’s aroma receive.
It’s like a beautiful rainbow that promises a treasure at its end.
Its pages full of glimpses of the glory that soon begins.
This wondrous book has withstood times test.
Why is it not by all hungrily devoured, consumed and read?
How is it, it is placed on a shelf without a page turned?
And its source of truth mocked and spurned?
How is it, the Word of God is so misunderstood?
And yet to me; it is so fine and good.
How is it I love it and cherish each page inside?
It is because I’ve opened it and allowed its love in me reside.
Thy words were found, and I did eat them; and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart: for I am called by thy name, O LORD God of hosts.