Not Only...But Also6:36 AM
I love the poems of Amy Carmichael. Sometimes the words are beyond my understanding, and sometimes I wish that I had written the words myself.
Not only love but also loneliness-
Yea, even so.
What though the nearest may not ever know
All that in this must be,
That being a secret between Thee and me,
Thou knowest. And it cannot work me ill,
Being Thy will;
And by and by
Thou wilt satisfy.
But unknown years stand up and stare at me.
The sun beats hot;
I look around for shelter, find it not.
Be shelter, Lord, to me!
O let Thy shadow be
As the cool starlit night-in noonday-unto me.