ClipArt
Browse ClipArt
Search ClipArt
Wallpaper
Verse Art
AIM Icons
Short cut Icons
My Name
ClipArt Links
About
Really Free?
Legal Stuff
Privacy Policy
|
Misconception About God by Janet Martin © 2009 Some say He sits upon His throne To view the sins of men, Recording all the works we've done 'Til He returns again, They say that He is never seen And very seldom heard, They view Him as a Judge so mean And not a loving Lord I long to shout from mountain-peaks Open up your eyes, You deafened ears, each day He speaks From earth and sea and skies Oh, can't you hear His gentle tone Melt over every hill As He treads the breaking dawn And parts the darkened veil Oh, can't you hear Him in the song Of earth, its Maker praising The flowing brook, the feathered throng The eastern sky a-blazing The cry of babes, the bleat of lamb The faithful rooster crowing THERE HE IS, THE GREAT I AM A GLIMPSE OF HIS LOVE GLOWING Oh, can't you see Him ride the storm In nature's power wielding And yet He keeps wee sparrows warm Beneath a downy shielding Oh, can't you see Him in the tears Of humbled hearts so tender Bidding farewell to loved ones dear As back to earth they render The body of a precious soul But there is peace in knowing That this is not their final goal AH, SEE HIS GREAT LOVE SHOWING And in the rainbow of the calm With storm and fury fading He ministers a healing balm To faithful hearts a-waiting And like a rose about to bloom The tender leaves are parted He breathes His love into the gloom And heals the broken-hearted Then, fragile as a butterfly Yet strengthened by His spirit Above life's storm He lifts us high HIS LOVE SHOUTS AND WE HEAR IT |
 This poem was a finalist in the April 2009 poetry contest |
This poem may be use within Christian ministries for any non-profit purpose without requesting permission.