The Sword

The Sword,


the double edged Sword,

it can kill,

it can heal.



It is our choice,

on which side we fall.



As gold refined in the fire,

or wood, hay and stubble.

I can see...

The Sword placed in the fire, heals every wound.

Lift up the Sword like a Banner,

You will see it glow more brilliant than the sun,

and all people,

all nations,

Shall be drawn to the light of the Sword.

Arise, Arise,

for the Light is come,

Arise, Arise,

My love and come away.

4/26/10 sheila r. martin