Quiet whisperings in the depths of my soul
Overtake me with the glow of dawn
And awaken within my innermost heart
A deeper longing for the heart of God
Most dear
For 'twas God who dipped His finger
Into the chest of man
And withdrew it to create
An even greater plan
He withdrew that rib from
Adam's cage
And set it free
Upon life's page
Yea.
God fashioned that bone
As Adam slept
And a womanly shape created He
Lest we forget
The Architect of my life spoke so clear
He created her soul
And beheld her dear
For nestled deep inside her breast
God tucked His own recipe for blessedness
A pinch of salt to confess her fault
A pint of blood her heart to flood
A quart of bone so she could stand alone
A gallon of love dispensed from above
A pinch of salt
A pint of blood
A quart of bone
A gallon of love
A woman of New Birth
Far removed from the stifling cage of man
And fashioned carefully by The Master's hand
Oh the specialness of God's plan
To place a woman in the land
Who could not know?
Who could not tell?
When Jesus sat to await her at the well
That date had been on hold
For God had placed something within
Much more precious than silver or gold
Yes, God's Salvation had come down to man
But He used a woman to dispense His plan
Why, you ask, could man not see --
Woman is God's secret plan
For Eternality
Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
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