GOD'S TEMPLE

'Tis said that the Temple so stately, that crowned Moriah's Hill
Was built without sound of hammer, the toilers working so still.
Far off from the grand foundation was all the noise and strain,
Of fitting one stone to another from the base to the turrets fane.
And when all were brought together, the stones of every size,
The columns so strong and graceful, each in its place to rise.
They formed so grand a Temple as never before was seen
So true in its grand proportions, so bright in its glittering sheen.

Yet there is a greater Temple, and God is He who plans,
On gathering His stones together for his house not made with hands.

For each ransomed soul shall be one, which ever more day by day
Shall fit into that great Temple, that will last for aye and aye.
Our pains, temptations and trials, our suffering, sighs and tears
Are God's chisels, tools and hammers, before our Christ appears
Let no one shrink from the process; let none of the Lord's complain,
But wait with a meek submission, 'twill not be long nor in vain

Away from the noise of the furnace, away from the toil and sin
Will He gather each of His children, the beautiful Gates within.
Where each in appointed station, He will fashion one by one.
And Christ will complete the Temple, Himself for the Conerstone!

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

How fortunate for us, that we do not know or see the true blueprint of
God's plans. For we, in all of our impatience, would end up trying to
change for the better the things the Lord has in store for us. We all
need to learn the great lesson of implicit obedience and surrender.
As Heb.10:20 tells us, this new thing being done on this earth is being
done in a living way. How fortunate for us that we have been chosen to be
those living stones.

LET US LET GO AND LET GOD