Saturday, February 4, 2012

Omnipotent


In every breath my Lord is there
although we cannot see His face
His glory rends robes of despair
and startles evil with His grace

Before the universe, He was
Before this little gasp called Time
He is; and love’s each sinner thus
in passions holy, pure, sublime

A thousand-thousand times each star
His acts of mercy intercede
He whispers from within our hearts
to fill love's everlasting need

Though fear and doubt afflict, assail,
their darkness cannot over-power
the Love and Light that rend its veil
before Eden’s dejected hour

In every breath my Lord is there
though fools and scoffers mock in scorn
His glory fills the atmosphere
and renders peace amidst life's storm

© Janet  Martin


3 comments:

  1. he always whispers within, but then why do sometimes we do not hear him?

    but as you wrote fear and darkness cant stand much longer

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  2. Your poems are always an inspiration, Janet. And what a gorgeous photo. Thank you.

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  3. Thank-you both of you:)

    BH, what you say in your comment hinges on something I am mulling in my mind...more later;))

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