Sea of Glass

On a sea of glass

Though the Heaven’s seem to be brass.. My feet still tread on a sea of glass.. Transparent, illumined, pure, & clear- The Spirit’ revelation burning my ear.. A place of calm, a place of grace, Where no storm or trial can trip my pace- Founded on ancient words and wonders I am overtaken by the waves of wisdom.. Made to ponder on promises past, Revealed in the present, is faith at last! My heart & my soul living free, In the power of Hands, the Humble sees- Meek shall inherit the earth some day, The chosen King, digging the way, Risking on water, a thousand feet deep, Catching pierced Hands, the One who greets .. Greets with a smile, and a sweet deep stare, A look and a glance to the earth that’s rare.. Rare indeed, to the sons who sweat, In turmoil and shame, where glory frets.. And wanes and wants, and cries and tares, At the last sound of adam, the glimmers glare.. Then light breaks through, and gives hope to the day, Where I can swim, where I can play- And laugh and dance, and cry, and sing, And be one with my Savior, my God, and My King.