And know Your Word is true.
Every fiber of my being
Simply belongs to You.
When the wind blows,
I hear the whisper of Your Spirit
Gently beckon me to stand.
When the shadows of the night threaten my stance,
I see the light of Your Spirit
Boldly cast before me.
When the stench of sin lingers in my nostrils,
I smell the sweet aroma of Your Spirit
Envelop me in Your garden of forgiveness.
When the pain of life’s trials stem from man’s ignorant hand
I feel the garment of Your Spirit
Clothe me with Your righteousness.
When the work of my enemy leaves a bitter residue,
I taste the goodness of Your Spirit
Wash my palate clean.
I sense Your Spirit, Lord,
And know Your Word is true.
Every fiber of my being
Simply belongs to You.
~ Stephanie Gable (3/3/2017)