The cloud that becloud

It obscures the sun
That shines in us
And silences the gift
That was born in us

Like the shadow of death
We are like dead
Wiped from heaven’s gaze
And made as mere mortals

It’s different
of shapes and shades
And results in great storm
The tempest not subsiding

When the billows roll
A cry and scream
Is never heard
Because it is that cloud
That beclouds God’s glory

The cloud of sin
It yields no genial showers
Some think it’s benign
For the word reveals
It is true and daunting

Salvation calls
To one and all
At the altar
Our heart an offering
To return salvation


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