Enoch and God

Enoch and God, walked for three centuries
And then God took him, and he was not,
And Abraham, lingered in God’s presence
As they were talking God showed His heart.

Walking with God, we are in fellowship;
Talking to Him, shows me His heart;
Gazing at God, He’s infused into me;
As I abide here, we both are one.

Regular days, but there is God in them;
Regular hours, spent talking with Him.
Do not despise, days full of the small things;
God’s being added to you, when you say: