Prophetic Poetry

Grace in Your Face 

There is a grace that’s in Your face

It’s where I long to be

Where You can speak sweet something's

Deep inside of me

I do not live by bread alone

This I know is true

I live by the proceeding word

That comes right out of You

Speak to me!  Oh speak to me!

Your word’s like honeycomb

Your voice is like the waterfall

Singing life’s sweetest song

When I hear Your word to me

It burns in me like fire

Consuming all my inward parts

Becoming my desire

Come now Lord! Invade my life!

This is my invitation

Help me not to linger back

In fear and hesitation

Draw me Lord into this place

Your presence now to feel

I bow my heart before you

And to my knees I kneel

August 2, 2005

Tina K. Baker