In Realm Divine

Christian

In realm divine, a quiet mirror stands,
Reflecting softly the Creator's hands.
In gentle stillness, sacred silence bides,
Where God’s own heart with tender love abides.

Within this glass, the cosmos finely spun,
A reflection gleams—the holy, blessed Son.
Jesus, the mirror of the vast Divine,
Where God’s own face in tender mercy shines.

A boundless love, in earthly guise confined,
A mirror’s depth in human form we find.
His sacred heart, a reflection pure and true,
God’s loving gaze cast in a holy hue.

In every act, in every gracious word,
The Divine Image faithfully was heard.
His mercy’s mirror, held to fallen man,
Reflects redemption in salvation’s plan.

Amidst the mortal realm,
He walked our soil,
A Divine Reflection,
amidst humanity’s toil.

Jesus, the glass in which God brightly gleamed,
Invites our souls in His reflection be redeemed.

So let us gaze into this sacred glass,
And see God’s love, His image, come to pass.
In Jesus’ face, the heart of God we find,
A loving Reflection, to the earthly blind.