On the Lord’s Acting in His Own Time


The Lord’s acting in his own time–
the grinding stones worn fine and flat
the journey spun out inch by mile--
Believe me, we will not have that.

Slouch when you are told to straighten up.
Publish the numbers to all the locks.
Bring a sieve when you need a cup..
Keep silence in the witness box.

Only then will the Lord will deliver you.
Believe me, someone will be sent,
hurrying, his white skirts gathered,
redeeming, revising, before he meant.