Saturday, 9 May 2015

Frozen Bones

Frozen Bones

I know the frozen bones
That will dog me till I die.

I know those searing eyes
That accuse me even now.

I know the creeping grey
That some say distinguishes me.

I know the want to do
That every time defers awhile.

But what I like to forget
Is that my memory will fade.

Will fade.
Whilst I intern in my grave.

But the good that I do,
By His glorious grace,

My LORD will forever keep.

Location:Claverton Down, Bath