I'd love to pray, as well as you,
With intensity, and Love,
To Praise, and honor you, so true,
Like you do us, from above.
Night and Day
By Arley Steinhour
It's time for me to take my walk,
And put myself to bed,
All night I'll hear my Bible talk,
With its Audio in my head.
The house is cool, I'll snuggle down,
Beneath the Flannel comforter,
Rigged to sleep, look like a clown,
All things perfect, stops sleep time torture.
Laptop plays well on battery,
The hours, three point five,
Plug it in, for another three,
Bible feeds Prophetic drive.
I've played your word, so many times,
I should know it all by heart,
I know it helps me with my rhymes,
And conversations, sometimes start.
Then, when I'm awake, in study mode,
With you, I can better share,
From my heart scripture takes a load,
And deposits the dross, somewhere.
I want so much to please you,
To know your every mood,
Like slow cooked chunky stew,
Your word is Spirit Food.
When I wake up, it's to your word,
Speaking, softly in my ear,
I turn it off, so my praise is heard,
Starts my day with Godly cheer.
My daylight hours, spent with you,
Studying how Prophecy does fit,
In news of day, I'll find a clue,
And I blog the best of it.
I know I'm blessed by You, above,
You fill my every need,
As I seek souls, to witness your Love,
So their hearts, you too can feed.