Purity of Heart

There is only one heart so pure,
As to remain demure,
One life lived in blessed union
With Your Own.
One so holy
As to share Your throne.

Solomon, in His wisdom
A type of Christ,
Rose from his kingly chair
To seat his mother
By his side,
Thereby made clear
Her stature in his sight,
Made queenly and motherly ruling
Her right.

Queen Mother, most pure and holy,
By the Father ‘s will made New Eve
To the New Adam, His Son,
You, Spouse of God,
Of flesh and blood,
Share in the rule
Of David’s Promised House.

When courted by the Holy Spirit,
Your "Fiat",
Made you One,
To bring forth
Holy Son.

Copyright 2012 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved

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Inheritance

“It is finished.
Into Your Hands,
I commend my spirit.”
The Tree of Eden,
Poison swallowed,
By the Tree of Golgotha.

Christ, the New Adam,
Mankind begun anew,
Fellowship restored and more.
Freed from the husks of pigs
Returned to the Father’s House.
Witness the death of Death.

Lay Your Head upon my lap,
That I may hold You,
Rock You,
Cradle You in my arms.
I arrange Your Hair,
And wash the Blood,
Clinging to You,
Mourning over You,
As Mother Mary.

Open side of Jesus
Receive me.
Hide me,
In the cave of Your Heart.
I throw off my idols.
My sin is finished,
Nailed to Your Cross.

“It is finished,”
My war against You,
The burden and the price,
Life born in Your dying,
And swaddled in faith’s dark night.

The Church born
From Your pierced side.
As a fountain for the Ages,
Spilling forth
The wine of Crushed Grapes.

New Day!
Eternal Spring!
“Into Your Hands,
I commend My Spirit.”
Love has the last word.

Copyright 2012 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved

Purity of Heart

Purity of Heart PODCAST

There is only one heart so pure
As to remain demure,
One life lived in blessed union
With Your Own.
One so holy
As to share Your throne.

Solomon, in His wisdom
A type of Christ,
Rose from his kingly chair
To seat his mother
By his side,
Thereby made clear
Her stature in his sight,
Made queenly and motherly ruling
Her right.

Queen Mother, most pure and holy,
By the Father ‘s will made New Eve
To the New Adam, His Son,
You, Spouse of God,
Of flesh and blood,
Share in the rule
Of David’s Promised House.
When courted by the Holy Spirit,
Your “Fiat”,
Made you One,
To bring forth
Holy Son.

Copyright 2012 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved

Inheritance

 

“It is finished.”

”Into Your Hands,

I commend my spirit.”

 

The Tree of Eden

Poison swallowed,

By the Tree of Golgotha.

 

Christ, the New Adam,

Mankind begun anew,

Fellowship restored and more.

 

Freed from the husks of pigs

Returned to the Father’s House.

Witness the death of Death.

 

Lay Your Head upon my lap,

That I may hold You,

Rock You,

Cradle You in my arms.

 

I arrange Your Hair,

And wash the Blood, 

Clinging to You,

Mourning over You,

As Mother Mary.

 

Open side of Jesus

Receive me.

Hide me,

In the cave of Your Heart.

 

I throw off my idols.

My sin is finished,

Nailed to Your Cross.

 

“It is finished,”

My war against You,

The burden and the price,

Life born in Your dying,

And swaddled in faith’s dark night.

 

The Church born

From Your pierced side.

As a fountain for the Ages,

Spilling forth

The wine of Crushed Grapes.

 

New Day!

Eternal Spring!

“Into Your Hands,

I commend My Spirit.”

 

Love has the last word.

 

Copyright 2012 Joann Nelander

 

All rights reserved

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