MASTER, WHERE DWELLEST THOU? HE SAITH…COME AND SEE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Ken Blue

 

Master, where dwellest Thou?

He saith, come, you will see.

We went to the mountain top,

For a view of history.

 

I dwelt long in Egypt;  

Four hundred years, or so.

Ignoring My presence there,

They were unwilling to go.  

 

Led through the awful sea, ,

They walked upon dry land.

How quickly they did forget;  

They were led by My own hand.  

 

I dwelt at Mount Sinai.

I gave My Holy Law.

The mountains did testify.

Yet, they ignored what they saw.

 

I fed them with manna,

And water from a stone.

They complained against Moses,

As if they were on their own.

 

All this great land I gave,

From mountains to the sea.

It flowed with milk and honey,

Safely they could dwell with Me.

 

 

I dwell among them now,

But they haven’t eyes to see.

But a time is coming soon,

When the whole earth will know me.

 

You ask, where do I dwell?

My dwelling’s everywhere.

And those with a heart of faith,  

Find I also dwell in there.