"Fear God, Love God, Serve God": Be It Unto Me

Friday, December 9, 2016

Be It Unto Me

"And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord;

be it unto me according to thy word. And

the angel departed from her."

(Luke 1:38)

Come unto me all ye who are heavy laden and I will give you rest;

in my arms, I'll be enfolding, and sustaining you

I whisper my love into your fearful mind; you'll not be forsaken;
I'm hovering ever, like the early morning dew

Your times are in My hands and I will not put more on you than

you can bear; My love for you is eternal

You're My child forever; My love is everlasting, not wafting in
the winds; it's not momentary, nor temporal

For your name is carved in the palms of My hands; your face is

ever before Me; you are my treasure

I have a place prepared for you, that where I am, you may be
also; it's glory and beauty beyond measure

Lean on Me, when your burdens are weighty and your fears are
strong, for I AM your peace; I AM your song

It is to Me you should cling; I will uphold you; the blood I shed
protects you; it is to Me you belong

Cast your cares upon Me; I will wipe away your tears, calm your
every fear, and carry your heavy load

I AM your Savior, your Lord, your Redeemer; in Me you will
find rest; in Me you dwell, and make your abode

Come, weary Saint, and mount up with your wings so strong, and

your Eagle's flight, and rise above it all

Ascend to My voice, fly with the air currents and follow the
winds of My beckoning; Oh, please, answer My call

Wherever you are, My precious loved one, is where I AM, for you
are never out of my sight, never forsaken or alone

Nothing shall by any means ever hurt you, if you stay away from
hellish Sin, and the devil's fire and brimstone

My ways are perfect, holy, pure, and the aroma of My love is ever
surrounding you, in billows of holy power

My own Angels watch you sleep, and they battle to bring Me
your prayers, that the evil one will not devour

Be at peace, my child, for I'm your source of all that's good, and
your answer in this dying world of trouble

Let not your heart be entangled with all the lusts, the cares, the
riches, and the trauma of earth's sinful rubble

For I have come to set you free, raise you up, fill your spirit, and
wash away the things that destroy and kill

Won't you take My hand, walk with Me, let go of the world, and
give Me your heart, your love and your will

When you dwell in Me, and you're filled with My Spirit, baptized
in My name, and leaving behind the old facade

I will be your anchor, your Lord, the soft pillow for your head in
times of need; I will be there, I AM your God
When the trials are heavy and the pain seems never to cease, lean
against My chest, for My best you will see
As destiny unfolds and your pleas have been answered, you will
remember when you prayed, "Be It Unto Me!"