There is One, in this world
Who is unlike any other;
for He is the servant of all,
the willing, loving prisoner.
Our hearts lock and bind Him,
Our prayers hold Him firm.
We pray for Him to guide us
Through this life that is a storm.
He is the willing captive
The chains that bind are strong;
A prisoner of our rapture,
When our heads do long.
He holds us in His spell,
Just as we hold Him in our Love,
No other in our hearts will dwell,
None other cause to move.
The yearning of our deepest self,
Devotion full, pure and true;
A glimpse we gain of Bliss itself,
And we are born anew.
~ Phillys Cottingham ~
(S.S. Jan. 1997)
(S.S. Jan. 1997)
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