Some astounding verse from my good friend Hank Wall, Esquire from Columbia, SC…
Court of Grace
A court of grace would have no laws, but brim with broken hearts,
and flowing there, on stoney ground, would run a crimson tide,
a tide of love, a tide of tears, in thanks for sacrifice,
and flowing from the open doors, this tide would be poured out…
a river of new, unending healing balm, forgiving every doubt…
awash in answer to His prayers, His mercies, inside-out.
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