I wonder, can we see?
Is God a physical being?
If we ascend to heaven, he is there.
If me make our bed in hell, he's there.
This God, does he have a face?
How can he be all over the place!
Could be a mystery?
May be it's clear.
He's everywhere, in everything, in anyone he chooses
They can have a name
What's all the confusion?
Man he created, fearfully and wonderfully made
Given breath to have dominion
The head, not the tail.
Here I am, once again, I rant and ramble on...
When all I really want to do
Is sing, for Him, another song...
About the joy that's His, when He brings His children home...
And puts a crown upon their heads, and sits them on His throne...
Bring us back Lord from the darkness, where shadows flee..
To the glory of the One
The mystery...
To share in all your richness, where the lion lays with the lamb...
Can this generation, learn to understand.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: June 23rd, 2025 11:07
- Category: Unclassified
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