I stood upon the Rock today...
He reminded me that I am clay...
Placed within His Father’s hand�?/FONT>
He’s shaping me so I can stand.
I wept upon the Rock today...
The furnace is hot!! Take me away!!
But He assured me it was fine...
That soon my image would refine.
I danced upon the Rock today!!
He gave me peace and joyous ray!
But I must ever watch and pray...
Lest I fall back into clay.
Oh! I stood upon the Rock today;
My image broken; torn; frayed�?/FONT>
Lovingly He molded me...
And fixed my feet eternally.
©by DOZ_girl 2003