Being alone, on a desert shore,
All of time stands still.

Making God's presence even more known,
The depths of His heart you can feel.

To know and be known is a place of peace.
Darkness, within, He will fill.

Hand in hand, with the LORD by our side;
Heaven couldn't be any more real.

~*~

For when we die to the flesh
And live by the MASTER'S rule,
We find we never lost anything,
But Satan - vicious and cruel.

© by Joyce C. Lock
Glimpses of God