Be Thou Mine

Polished brass will pass upon more people than rough gold. 
                                                                    ~Lord Chesterfield

 Who is wise and understanding among you? Let them show it by their good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom.

                                                                  ~ James 3:13 NIV

for Mary
She comes early
cloths and polish her rod and staff.
The balcony rails gleam in her wake;
if it is brass, it is radiant.
She does it to remember, 
to rub out the week’s wear,
to remember her beloveds.
All the time, pouring 
out to the One whose 
house she honors.
Polish me Lord,
let me gleam under Your cloth.
Lift my iniquity in that wake.
Allow me to trust Your vision.
Be Thou mine.
Be Thou My Vision
Because of Him,

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