Poetry

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2 Corinthians 4:7 (KJV)

The same God who named each star, also saw inside my heart, while feeling every hurt and every pain I ever felt, the same God who named each star, reached down with His hand filled with grace, a heavenly love caused the old to melt, and now I know pleasure from the smile upon His face, to know the same One who named the stars is to know His truth, and to know His awesome grace.

The same God who named each star, also knows the pain found in every scar, He knows how far we have come, not by strength of our own, but by the grace and mercy of the Son, This same God who named each star, knows how long the journey for us has been, but by His strong and mighty power alone, the victory is given us to win, for we are more than conquerors through the same One who loved us so, that He gave His only begotten Son for us, that to Heaven we may go, so if you are His child, child of the same God who named the stars, remember, the excellency of power is in Him, though we have this treasure in feeble, clay jars.

He has chosen us together, those of us who carry His name, to love and serve Him ultimately, and for each other to do the same, that by this evidence all might know by the love we hold and share, that a special family of God's children do sincerely care.

May our faith always in Him stand, just as the stars are held in place by God's word and His hand, His many good thoughts for us are more in number than the sand, and we are kept by the power of His hand.

For this same God who named each star, also named you and I, His promises we can always stand on and trust, for He is never One to lie, and even if some believe not, still He abides faithful for all eternity, He cannot deny Himself nor the greatness of who He is, He sees the way ahead we can ne'er even fathom or see.

Praise this same God who named each star, keep not the praises to ourselves, God's children, Laud Him! Both near and far. It is He who has created us, even fearfully and wonderfully as such, His hand is upon all creation, and no one can resist His gentle touch.

A Friend for the friendless or lonesome soul, a Father for the fatherless, a companion to the weary traveler for whom life has taken on him it's toll. He is with us in the valley, and on the mountain top, He is for us and never against us, and His love for you, for us, never will stop.

So when you feel as if you have toiled all the night to gain nothing, and you feel you cannot make it another day, recall to your mind and heart the same God who named each star, and loves us deeply, I tell you the truth, when the present or future seems unclear, God still makes a way!

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