Poetry

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Praise be to the Maker of all things,
He who paint the sky with the splendor of the morning light
And the night with a thousand twinkling stars which are so bright.

Raise your voice and sing to the Creator,
Who spoke and made the heavens,
And created the ocean and the Earth.

Fall on your face in awe and reverence before Him
Who made the delicate butterflies, their wings so fragile
And ants so strong who lift more than their weight.

Lift your hand in joy to the giver of life,
To him who took the clay and put a soul into it,
Who took a rib out of man to create a woman to help him.

Bow low before the Lord of Host,
Who directs the angels’ paths,
And has assigned the Devil to hell.

Dance with unrestrained joy and happiness
In acknowledgement of His most precious gift
Christ’s death upon a cross becoming our saving power.

Clap and shout with thanksgiving
For the gift of the Holy Spirit
Who brings joy, peace, and wisdom.

Play the harp and string beautifully
To Him who created the music of the heaven,
And the songs of the heart and soul.

Strike strong the mighty beating drum.
Oh, Him who gives the nation their marching orders
And orders the laws of nature.


Stand firmly planted, never bending
Upon His Holy Word, unfailing
Upon His never changing truth.

Cry out my soul and all that is within me
Give thanks for all the blessing He has given.
Weep for His tender mercy.

Remember forever and ever all His power,
All His love, All His Holiness and Righteousness.
Sealed for all eternity through the sacrifice of His Son.


Kathy Barnes 5-19-09

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