Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Masterpiece Maker

Hung upon the frame of Ages
Streams each masterpiece from God
Heaven’s handiwork assuages
Heart and soul, sky, sea and sod

Winter, spring, summer and autumn
Adhere to Creator’s law
Masterpieces by the thousand
Startle spectators with awe

Dawn is never bent or broken
Worship spills where eyes applaud
Mercy magnifies its token
With each masterpiece from God

Who but He can color skylines?
Who but He can tint the seas?
Who but God with naught but thought paints
Masterpieces with such ease

Wrung upon the walls of hillsides
Hung upon yon halls of blue
Flung upon meadow and mountain
Strung in diamond-drops of dew

Whisper, thunder, over, under
God spills wonder all around
Where-so-ever we may wander
Masterpieces can be found

© Janet Martin

 “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
    Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
    Who stretched a measuring line across it? 
 On what were its footings set,
    or who laid its cornerstone— 
 while the morning stars sang together
    and all the angels shouted for joy?

Job 38:4-7

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