My Lines Have Fallen In Pleasant Places Poem by Domenic Marbaniang

A candle lights the distant horizon,
It silhoettes sharp my contours of day;
Its fire engulfs all solar traces,
And forces my wish to espouse its way -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(2Pet.1: 19; Ps.16: 6)

The colors of the rainbow witness the story
Of ignited anger and torrential rains;
The skies couldn't also withhold His fury,
Except He stopped for He knew my days -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Gen.7: 11; 8: 1; 9: 13; Eph.1: 4; Ps.16: 6)

One stooped in honor of truth and love,
To heal my wounds and bear my pains;
He plunged beneath this temporal surface
To save my soul, to blot my stains -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Phil.2: 6-8; Isa.53: 2-5; Ps.16: 6)

Before my mother could hold me in arms,
Your love had touched my innermost parts;
I've trekked the mountains and walked through valleys;
But Lord, it's You who hold my paths -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Ps.139: 1-3,13-17; Heb.13: 5; Ps.16: 6) .

You poured Your precious oil of unction
And set me apart by Your own holy will;
Before I could ever use my senses,
You appointed me to hold this quill -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Gal.1: 15; Jer.1: 5; Ps.16: 6) .

I'll run the fullest course of life
And fight the finest fights of faith;
The world now all its force releases,
The Lord keeps pouring out His grace -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places,
My lines have fallen in pleasant places....
(2Tim.4: 7; Rev.12: 15; 1Cor.15: 10; Jn.1: 16; Ps.16: 6)