When I soar
When I speak
Let it be plainly
As the the sunrise in the east
And should I cry
I'll leave behind
A trail of tears to know me by
When I take
Let it be picture
Perfect moments on a crystal lake
And if I die
I'd like to feel
The chariots of fire fly
Should I sleep
May I be rocked
As Moses in his bed of reeds
And when I climb
The rock of ages,
Hide me in the cleft of time
So when I know
That grace is mine
I'll feel that somewhere deep below
But when I soar
I'll sing God's love
In heavenly esprit de corps.
Jack Kane is a poet and teacher. In his spare time he can be found doing research on obscure historical figures and composing worship tunes inspired by Rich Mullins. His work has been featured in Voice & Virtue, Words of the Lamb, and Agape Review.

Rhythmic and lovely, Jack!
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