At Jordan’s edge

God’s peace is a river glorious; fuller its flow every day. Not as deep still waters, yet all the way— it deeper grows.  All new days, its increase makes bright.  God’s grace a downward flow; never the same.  Each time new; “grace displaces grace.”  The “new” sends forth the “present.”  Its love will not let go; to oceans wide its power flows.  At Jordan’s edge where new worlds beckon, He stands— calling.


 

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