Vanita Allgood

House Of Prayer - Poem by Vanita Allgood

Do you have a hallowed place where you can call upon His grace? In His celestial place do you hear His voice or seek His face. From thy fount above fill my cup with love at heaven to eat thy word as meat above. Light my life with holy fire, consume the mire, be my passion and desire. Let these dry bones revive so the devil doesn't thrive, let him not build a wall to rise. Break the latchstrings upon every door that I might soar, let every evil to abhor. Let the partition be torn down, and every wall to frown, that I might obtain a crown. Let me refine my time that thy word is on my mind, you are my looking glass to show reflections that last not the brass. Let thy temple shine, a house of prayer as Thine let my lips awake in praise a holy time to enshrine.

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Devotion, Prayer, praise, consecration, admiration, godliness.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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