I'M Calling Out: My Love It Is Now Poem by Mary Wismer

Dont let my love grow cold
I'm callingout; Light the fire again!
Dont let my vision die,
Light the fire again!

You know my heart, My deeds,
I need your discipline.
I am here to buy Gold
Refined in the fire,
Naked and poor, wretched
and blind I come.
Clothe me in white,
So, I wont be ashamed.
Lord light the fire again!

I know you are mine,
For you all follies of sin I resign.
I love you because you have first love me,
and purchased my Pardon on calvary's tree.

I love you in my life,
I will love you in death, as long as you
will give me breath and
say when the deathdew
lies cold on my brow.
If ever I love you, My love it is now.

28. December 2007