My name is written on the palm of
Your hand.
Not ‘written’, engraved; and so
it will stand.
There for eternity for all to see
Because You are so proud of me.
My name. Engraved. Deeply
cut into flesh,
Written in blood where sinews mesh
With bone. To the core; with
wounds oh so deep
So that my name You might keep
Before Your eyes, so easily brought
to mind.
Never forgotten; indelibly marked
so that I find
Security, love and such tender care
From my Daddy God Who will always
be there,
Because that’s His promise which
will never be broken
(His word is His word that can never
be broken)
It stands firm through all time
And will not waver.
Words can’t express nor do rhymes
give description.
Doctors can’t write the proper prescription
That offers all that You have to
give
If only I rest and accept and believe
That You are my Rock; oh so firm
and so strong
And even if I ever do wrong
I can know forgiveness, because
of Your love;
Undying, unending, unconditional
love;
Bought with a price; and it cost
You so much
To know the reality of Your tender
touch
On my life.
In my heart.
Elaine Leese
© 2009 Elaine Leese
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