I ascend Mount Tabor,
Before the blush of day,
In sublime submission,
God stoops to hear me pray.
Tuning out the babel of,
The world so I can hear,
The tender timbre of His Voice,
Dispelling every fear.
In response to grace divine,
I concede control,
To the Living God who is,
The Bridegroom of my soul.
I yield to Him in silence,
I lean upon His breast,
Grace imbues my spirit,
In Him is perfect rest.
-Myra D’Souza/8 March 2018
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