January 30

THE POLISHED SHAFT
by Ray Prinzing

"In the shadow of His hand hath He hid me."                                               (Isaiah 49:2).

With all the purgings and purifyings - the polishings until we are pure in the image of Christ, there is also that becoming HIDDEN IN HIM, tucked away in His quiver, until that day when He sends forth HIS ARROWS to subdue the adversary and bring all things into subjection to Himself.

Hidden in God's quiver, far, far out of sight,
'Neath the shadow of His hand, lies an arrow bright.

Chosen and ordained of old, prepared by God to be
A messenger of truth to set the captives free.

Long that arrow's waited for the break of day.
When by the Spirit's pow'r it speeds across the way.

Long the preparation 'neath the Master's hand,
While tenderly He teaches to follow His command.

Shapened to be useful, with nought to stain or mar,
Stripped of every burden, that it may travel far.

Polished shaft of beauty, Image of the Son,
Rest assured God will complete what He has begun.

Arrow of deliverance, all the world shall see,"
No more veiled with shadows, but now reality.

With the speed of lightning 'cross the vaulted skies,
Hasten, O ye arrow, and claim redemption's prize.

"He hath bent His bow, and made it ready. He ordaineth His arrows against the persecutors." (Psalm 7:12-13).