Fortunate are the hopeful, who opt not to follow the doubtful, neither accompany the proud, nor attend the vain divided by pride like earth that breaks apart;
~~And favored are the faithful, believers in peace, filled with the promise that lights the minds of men.
For the reward of the watchful is now to be seen: the time of peace emerging like the sudden butterfly waiting, wings formed and filling,
~~the hour of absolute knowing, still, to be astonished at its flight.
Joy in the Lord is my home,~~and delight in His will is my dwelling.I make room for His grace,~~but never is there a place for walls of pride.The open door of His word is my all;~~the warm and open door of His word is my all-abiding all.I welcome the Lord:~~come in, Lord, and I am well.Should I fall ill, the shelter of the Lord will be my healing,~~and should I fail, the healing Lord will be the shelter of my fall.
