That Mountain

As I enter to possess the Promised Land,

Like Caleb, I’ll conquer that Mountain high.

And like Jesus gave that Samaritan Woman,

I’ve already tasted that spring filled fountain.

My life needed rest from intruding thoughts.

I suffered enough of anguish full of fraught.

That mountain was very lofty and high,

Yet my Captain’s ability was very nigh.

I’ve long withstood those dirty demons.

I wanted to dwell desperately in freedom.

Nevertheless, God victoriously granted it.

I only needed to fight and subdue it.

I wanted so very long to abide there.

For it’s my inheritance fair and square.

His precious promise sealed the deal.

After Christ conquered death and hell,

I became joint heirs of His Eternal Will.

What hinders me now?

All Christ’s enemies must humbly bow.

And when this war of horror is over,

I’ll thank Jesus—my Lone and Kingly Victor!

Darrel Venable

2021

The Overflow

This river runs swiftly and crimson red:

It floods over Americas wounded and dead.

Its Droplets of dew falls like sipped tea.

The preacher heals many afflicted—even me.

I cannot know His seed till it blooms.

behold its growth are sweet as honeycombs.

How embolden its branches reaching to heaven.

He Soon shall appear enthroned on lofty clouds.

When my eyes shall see His lovely face,

Then my grief will be shut up in grace.

It thrills my soul to know peace overflows.

For His blood dripped like sap on trees.

O the beauty of His love expressed eternally.

It keeps the birds singing and bells ringing.

Let shout praise in our hearts victoriously!

The King has triumphed and He alone is Holy!

Darrel Venable

2021