A Blessing Breathes
The Lord’s Own Word — descends to Earth —
A whispered Grace — to keep —
His Face alights — with radiant Mirth —
To guard the Soul — asleep —
His Countenance — uplifts the Heart —
Its beams — a boundless Store —
His Favor flows — to every Part —
And bids us fear — no more —
His Peace — a River — softly runs —
Through Time — and Ages vast —
For Children’s children — rising Suns —
His Love — forever cast —
In Morning’s glow — or Evening’s shade —
His Presence — ever near —
In Joy or Grief — His Hand is laid —
To hold — and dry the Tear —
Amen — the Soul — in Silence sings —
A Shalom — pure and free —
The Spirit soars — on Heaven’s wings —
To dwell — Eternity —
… teknaTruth – Numbers 6:24-26 – Aaronic Blessing