My Soul's Isaac

To lay my own soul’s Isaac down
Should be a simple thing.
I look at men like Abraham
Where faith was born on wings.
Born up before the throne of God
Where grief has shed love’s tears
Where rest was found within Your love
And cast away all fears.
But still my Isaac lingers here
Within my heart’s embrace
If I could only lay him down
Then look into Your face
I know I’d find love shimmering there
Within Your own Love’s tears
A love borne on a cross You shared
That’s stretched throughout the years.
So by Your grace this step I’ll take
No matter what it brings.
But in my heart I know I’ll find
My soul borne on Heaven’s wings.


[ Genesis 22 ]

© DeAnna L. Brooks
9 January 2005