My Lines Have Fallen In Pleasant Places

A candle lights the distant horizon,
It silhoettes sharp my contours of day;
Its fire engulfs all solar traces,
And forces my wish to espouse its way -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(2Pet.1:19; Ps.16:6)

The colors of the rainbow witness the story
Of ignited anger and torrential rains;
The skies couldn't also withhold His fury,
Except He stopped for He knew my days -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Gen. 7:11; 8:1; 9:13; Eph.1:4; Ps.16:6)

One stooped in honor of truth and love,
To heal my wounds and bear my pains;
He plunged beneath this temporal surface
To save my soul, to blot my stains -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Phil.2:6-8; Isa.53:2-5; Ps.16:6)

Before my mother could hold me in arms,
Your love had touched my innermost parts;
I've trekked the mountains and walked through valleys;
But Lord, it's You who holds my paths -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Ps.139:1-3, 13-17; Heb.13:5; Ps.16:6).

You poured Your precious oil of unction
And set me apart by Your own holy will;
Before I could ever use my senses,
You appointed me to hold this quill -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places.
(Gal.1:15; Jer.1:5; Ps.16:6).

I'll run the fullest course of life
And fight the finest fights of faith;
The world now all its force releases,
The Lord keeps pouring out His grace -
My lines have fallen in pleasant places,
My lines have fallen in pleasant places....
(2Tim.4:7; Rev.12:15;  1Cor.15:10; Jn.1:16; Ps.16:6)


© Domenic Marbaniang, Feb. 2010.