I Sing My Hymns

I sing my hymns
as supplication feathers on the winds.
The Lord’s spirit touches within
and my soul feels the balm
of His psalmic praise.
Suddenly brought to that altar
where I remember with such clarity,
Jesus is Lord of the Sabbath.

Then every scene, sky and sea
becomes the presence of His power.
Within it grows in awareness and peace
while I celebrate His love
by seeing with spiritual eyes
how to remember the Sabbath
in deep sincere faith and thanksgiving.

Letting Him grace me with thoughts
to pause and embrace life as His creation,
allow His word to spread it wings
inside my heart and being.
Until it becomes the very breath of my day
where I cling in joy to the truth,
keeping the Sabbath is to trust Him constantly,
walk with Him ever in my thoughts
and rejoice in the blessings of accepting
each day is His gift
that should be kept in honor to Him.
So as the scripture, Psalm 150:6, commends,
“Let everything that has breath
praise the Lord.”