Immeasurable

Immeasurable


Do you dare measure

The limits of Jerusalem

Scope of her reaching

Or gleaming of her light?

You with the rod

Of heartless feet

And inches

Tallies and tokens

To gauge her worth aright?

Pointless this plan

To weigh the sum of mercy

Sobs of relief

Or joy of family found

Words of Messiah

That promise constant keeping

Purpose and plenty

To all on Holy Ground.

Better you view

A single act of kindness

Savour the smell

Of Jesus drawing near.

Tend to the marvel

Of widows’ love rekindled.

Delight in laughter

Of children freed from fear.



(Zechariah 2: 1-5)

"Better you view

A single act of kindness

Savour the smell

Of Jesus drawing near."

TRUE ESSENCE...

Check out this link OEW

http://books.google.ca/books?id=rIJH7Kj9oM0C&pg=PA75&lpg=PA75&dq=G+H+Morrison+The+Man+with+the+Measuring+Line&source=bl&ots=yEkTnn4YQH&sig=NQFqF06yP_8Qk0DMFSdCXOVPiAQ&hl=en&sa=X&ei=qkm0UcPJD8jMyQHR5IFI&redir_esc=y#v=onepage&q=G%20H%20Morrison%20The%20Man%20with%20the%20Measuring%20Line&f=false

An old Scotsman's sermon on Zechariah's vision. I discovered the book yesterday at one of our libraries - Wind on the Heath by G H Morrison