... the prophet is a fool, the spiritual man is mad... Hosea 9:7
The lyrics of this sacred song Were not childlike scrawl They were elegant cursive Cultured and small They were found by a Madman On an Asylum wall They were written of love From the All in All:
Could we with ink the ocean fill And were the skies of parchment made Were every stalk on earth a quill And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry Nor could the scroll contain the whole Though stretched from sky to sky
Unknown
This poem was penned By a deft, determined hand No one knows to modern day Was it writ by Angel? Man? There is yet no doubt It was part of God's great plan And yet many do not see...
They still cannot understand.*
SoulSurvivor (C) 9/17/2016
The Love of God Attributed to Reverend Benton Vespew Ellis
This part of that song was written on the wall of an asylum. The author is unknown.
Its almost 2:30 in the morning, and I have to get to sleep. This song just keeps playing in my mind. It is quite beautiful. There's a lovely rendition by MercyMe. You can view it on YouTube. God bless you all!