Transformed
I was walking in
darkness, so lost in the night;
But there shined from above, God's marvelous light.
I dwelt in the land of the shadow of death,
Now abide in His sunshine and delight in His rest.
But there shined from above, God's marvelous light.
I dwelt in the land of the shadow of death,
Now abide in His sunshine and delight in His rest.
From darkness and
bondage of Satan's grim power;
Now my King is God's Son in His glorious power;
From worshipping dead gods of wood and of stone
I serve now the true God, alive, on His throne.
Now my King is God's Son in His glorious power;
From worshipping dead gods of wood and of stone
I serve now the true God, alive, on His throne.
I was doomed to the
terror of God's wrath to come;
Now I'm washed, sanctified, and I wait for His Son.
My works were like rags, unclean in God's sight,
Now I'm clothed with salvation, my garments are white.
Now I'm washed, sanctified, and I wait for His Son.
My works were like rags, unclean in God's sight,
Now I'm clothed with salvation, my garments are white.
At her own expense Evelyn Splane traveled many times back and forth from Canada, her
homeland, to India for the fifty years she was an active missionary. She
lived in a modest, one-bedroom suite in the basement of a church, in Toronto.
In April of 2006, due to her advancing age, and deteriorating health, she moved
West to live with her sister and brother-in-law, Hart and Helen Dowd. Now, as her health does not permit, she can
no longer travel about from place to place in her homeland to create and renew
an interest in the Lord's work in her adopted land of India. However, she generously
gives of her meager income to help others go. (If you want to read more of
Evelyn’s stories, check out:http://occupytillicome.ca/missionary/
Dear Evelyn,
ReplyDeleteI love the lilting flow and gentle end rhymes created in this poem. The form truly enhances its powerful message.
Blessings,
Michael