Poem by Muna, inspired by Psalm 93
I have lifted the flood for you my child,
I have lifted the floods to hear your voice
I have broken the sea, beaten the waves.
Precious, You are enveloped in my strength,
You have authority to make a way
From you never have I deprived a thing.
Like the clay of the earth, time will mould thee.
Like the lilies of the field, they will bloom,
So will you my precious child, so will you.
In the depths of the valley, shelter in me
My yoke is easy and my burden light
My Spirit is ever present, rest child.
My fearfully and wonderfully made
Child in whom I know, treasure and love so
Poem by Muna,
Forever , I will call on you, my lord.
From this lonely mountain I cry to you.
My tears, cover all lands and its creatures
Please answer me , I am a destitute.
In my own flood I fall asleep, floating.
I hear you when you call onto me child,
From mountains afar , salvation I bring.
I’ll wipe away your tears and make fountains
Of purified living water to replenish
Your weary body, for my child is tired.
Sleep my dear, morning will clear all sorrows.
In your embrace I am so truly loved.
Poem by Muna:
Rock of ages, cleft for me, let these caves open before me,
Let me hide myself in thee, away from the storm and tragedy
Fog my vision with your warmth and solace,
Conceal this fowl beast with the glory cloud.
Crown me with glory and honour , worthy to sit on thy heavenly thrown,
Remove my scales and ashes and scatter them to the winds ,
Make this beast beautiful , adorn it with perfume and oil,
Bathe me in your spirit and serenade me with your lullaby
Rock of ages cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee