Past the cherubim and the flaming sword

Past the cherubim and the flaming sword Lead to the slaughter like a sheep My savior died Taking my hand and leading me back to Eden Back to the garden Past the cherubim and the flaming sword Beyond the veil we walk And sitting there on the mercy seat Is One from whom all life flows…

Beautiful me Bold words to say! I see the look on people’s faces When they hear the title of this poem Yes today I will say the words out loud Beautiful me Carefully made Wonderfully made Loved Made for a reason and a season Made with a gift within me A gift in the form…