(Dave's Testimony; Interim Poetic summary)

The Spirit's web runs deep and wide,
The world He sweeps to find a Bride;
Redemption hunts the broken soul
The Spirit yearns to make them whole

And I. what little can I do
Your providential quest to aid
He whispers Son you must be true
You have a part be not afraid.

Lord make of me a faithful thread
Within your net of providence
Bound fast to others knit in love
That pefect bond of wit and sense

May I some hurting soul compell
To see the Savior's Blessed face
And make their stubborn spirit sing
Another sinner saved by grace.