The prophet wrote, "In that day, sing to her, a vine -
yard of red wine ! I, the LORD, keep it, I water it
every moment; lest any hurt it, I keep it night and
day." Is.27:2-3

The Lord’s Vineyard

If there are words
more powerful than ‘Thank You’,
I cannot find
such as will be sufficient.
For Lord, You guided me
into a Family,
gave me kindred,
fellow pilgrims
faring onwards, upwards,
showed me the meaning
of that sounding phrase
‘Communion of the Saints’
lest I should seem to soldier on
solitary.

I’m just one ‘vine’,
but see ! Around me, others,
kept, watered, guarded
personally by You,
amazingly, night and day !
But back to where I started;
‘Thank You’ is too little, yet
I know You’ll understand
the lisping of my heart.