From His broken paradise,
Called into the wilderness,
Tempted there with many lies,
Angels did His needs address.
Tempted, in all ways a man,
With us, within our distress,
Willing us to take our stand,
Sure in Him we acquiesce.
Where the wild things are, He’s there,
Where His Spirit brings to mind,
Holy words with utmost care,
Fixing those who know they’re blind.
One thought on “Where the wild things are”
Death, Judgment, Hell and Heaven.
Hard manna made meek, His leaven.