Haiku of restoration
Everlasting love.
The stuff that matters. From God.
All else falls away.
The time is coming
When I’ll reclaim my people;
I will be their God
They survived the sword,
found grace in the wilderness;
the Lord came to them.
Such big promises;
God’s faithfulness continues.
Nothing can stop it.
My people are lost;
in love I shall restore them;
I’ll build them again.
Take your tambourines
and dance in celebration;
our God is with us!
You shall plant vineyards
on Samaria’s mountains
and gather the fruit.
On Ephraim’s hillsides
they’ll call: ”Let’s go to Zion
to
worship the Lord”
© Ken Rookes
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