And he was transfigured before them, and his face shone like the sun, and his garments became white as light.
My frail and fragile frame cannot contain you yet, O Lord.
Seeing but your shadow takes away my breath
and a glimpse of your splendor overwhelms me,
your burning beauty engulfing me like fire.
More of you I cannot bear to see,
though my heart longs for that day
when I shall gaze upon you face to face.
And so I ask you:
Prepare me for eternity’s bright vision.
Purify my eyes
that I might behold your unveiled glory.
Cleanse me of my sin
that I might stand upon your holy mountain.
And fortify my soul
that I might endure the full force of your radiance
and wholly satisfy the claims you make on me.
This is taken from God’s Promises Fulfilled: A Scriptural Journey with Jesus the Messiah (The Word Among Us Press). Poem copyright © by Jeanne Kun. All rights reserved. Used with permission.