From The Prophetic Pen of Ruthie
The Wounded Dove
Little dove you flew so high
You were so free as I saw you fly by
Little dove of grace and glory
Little dove this is your story
As you flew to God’s great mountains
You drank from His living fountains
Then one day your heart was broken
When you felt the pangs of evil words spoken
Then one day you set down in the desert and
flew no more
Your heart was wounded and you found it hard to fly anymore
Then the savior came to tell you once again
to take your wings to the sky
With your heart encouraged you lifted
from the desert to the sky
Once again you were flying high
O’ little dove once again I saw you fly by
You looked so happy as your heart took wings
You still tried to fly as high as you could
To be free is what He promised you in His word
Then I saw it the arrow that struck your heart
You fell so hard it broke my heart
You fell so hard on the cold snow below
Could this little dove ever again be whole
Then I saw Him the Ancient of Days in His Kingly role
His hair and beard was as white as the snow
His eyes were flashing like the fire
He was awesome in His Kingly attire
He walked over to the wounded dove upon the snow
He picked her up and upon the dove his life giving, breath did blow
She was so wounded such a pitiful sight
He comforted His dove by day and by night
He tenderly held her close to His heart
and covered her with His great love never to depart
Time went by as it always does
and He kept healing her with His love from above
Then one day she began to flutter in the hand of the healer
One day He spoke, My little dove it is time for you to leave here
As she fluttered to become free, He said you can fly up again to the sky
The kindly comforter said fly away my dove take to the sky
The little dove spoke to her heavenly comforter
My Lord I have forgotten how to fly
My heart is fearful I might not make it again
If you trust in me my dove you will never fail,you will always win
For I have stopped the mouth of the liar
I have defeated the fowlers brier
Never again can you be shot down fly little dove to the mountains of your God!
Soft Petals of Poetry by Ruthie, 1998, ©
(The Vision of The Fallen Dove)
This Vision came to me in The Calvary Assembly of God Church where I sang in the choir
I saw a vision of a wounded dove, pierced through lying bleeding on the snow.
It was an awesome sight, as far as I could see, the ground was covered with snow.
The Great Creator walked over and, picked up the little dove from the snow.
He placed the dove in one hand, and covered her with the other.
Almighty God spoke tenderly to the little dove.
He held her close to His beating heart.
Then the little dove began to flutter in the hand of the Eternal Father.
Then God spoke to the little dove, “it is time for you to fly again”.
The little dove was fearful she, did not want to leave the secret comforting, place in God.
“He said my name Ruth”!
Ruth He said; " you can fly again far above the storm".
Just as the great eagle fly's so can you.
You can fly to the mountains of God, and your soul shall find rest.
You shall encourage and teach others, to fly again with their God.
How I love Him there are no English words, to express my love for my God!
O’ How much He has done for you and me!
Yes God’s precious child you can fly again and again!
Never let others defeat Gods great purposes for you.
It is not over until its over and all the times, and season are in the Hands of our Almighty creator.
God the Father, God the son, and God the Great Holy Spirit. ©® 1998
(Psalms 34; 18-19)
The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contirite spirit
Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all
(KJV)
(Psalms 34: 17-18)
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. A righteous man may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all;
(NIV)
(Psalms 51: 17)
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. the foes of the righteous will be condemned.
(NIV)
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