These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

He Shines in the Bleak

Whose world this is I'll help them know.
His House foresaken oft I trow.
He always knows, if I take part
with serving souls or just for show.

To bring the Bible in my arm,
it blesses me without alarm.
The days of phones, that show The Word
bring loving seeds from loving farm.

Will dark and snow of coldest night
discourage sons in that lone plight?
Will days of Earth reduce the joy
of that great Day in lasting Light?

He preaches Hope in nights so bleak.
I give my soul to One all meek.
His Words are blessedness to speak.
His Words are blessedness to speak.

by Jay O’Toole
on September 16th, 2021