Love of thee I cannot define

Love of thee I cannot define
For all that is thee
Tis not mine

Thy ways so far
From what should be
In me

For all the fathoms
Of follies
Faithful

Amidst the shattered
Pieces scattered about
Thy love doth

Surround and fill
The endless cracks
Of corruption

Nothing can
Overwhelm
Or diminish

Thy love
Conquers
All

When all others
Are quenched
Thy flame

Burns brighter
Through all
Ages

Oh might thy
Flame fill
My heart

May it burn
Deep
And cleanse

The blackness
That so oft
Remains

So depart
Oh shadows
And summon

The light
Which doth
Give life

Oh love
Fill and consume
Weave me

To thy will
That my heart
May ne'er

Depart
From thee
Oh love

Remain always
Within and
Without

That all the world
May see thy fullness
In me

-Joshua Lee Foist