the White Stone - Page 107

the White Stone
The sand was soft and golden
the sea was clear,
and there were small caves and places to explore.
I was not the only one here, there were a few others,
but we did not speak.
We, by some wonderful privilege
were the early ones. There is no first.
It is a land built..
In the energy of the LORD
it is something NEW
it has never been seen before,
created in the mind of God
for those who love HIM.
We can go there and know it to be
our home forevermore.
And there is no corruption.
In the mind of GOD there is a new land,
and we go there on a chariot of fire,
a ship so white,
a broken wooden raft,
all built with the Energy of our emancipation.


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