Your Cherubim move with You,
Or hover aloft,
All to Your desire.
My wheels are spinning, my God.
I am neither still
Nor moving with You.
Help me to wait upon Your Word,
Until I am sent.
Filled with your peace,
My comings and goings please You,
As works of faith and love.
In stillness prepare
My heart to journey forth,
Only by Your leave
And grace.
Then shall our union
Bring forth the works
You perfect in me
As a child of Your Heart,
Doing that which I see my Father doing,
As the obedient angels,
Who serve and delight You.
Copyright 2012 Joann Nelander
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