ONE DOORPOST MORE

(Exodus 21:6)


Today a doorpost calls my name
It’s beckoned me before
To cast my eyes upon it -
It stands an open door

A door wide open to Your love
Each stain was shed for me
But standing here before it now
Another doorway I do see

Your blood my soul did ransom
From death You set me free
And through that door I entered in
Your priceless gift to me

I stand before that doorpost now
And read within each stain
A message that I didn’t hear
When first it called my name

Written in each drop of blood
You freely shed for me
Stands a message to my heart
You’ve longed for me to see

I, too, need write a message
On this doorpost of love’s heart
A promise of commitment
From which I’ll never part

Standing here before it now
My head resting in Your hand
Place my ear upon its frame
For at last I understand

I’m called to share Your piercing
At the doorpost of love’s heart
And as our love’s blood mingles
From Your side I’ll ne’er depart

My love, it does the calling now
From my heart it calls Your name
So pierce my ear upon that post
For in Love’s service I’ll remain



© DeAnna L. Brooks
29 January 2005