Sunday, August 27, 2017

A Sunday Morning Poem For a Monday to Saturday Life...

Oh Lord, God of the universe
Thou Artist of earth, sky and sea
Thou Author of mercy and love
Thou, Father of humanity

Oh Lord, Thou everlasting God
Supreme before Time’s charted span
From Genesis to Present This
Thou sees the heart of every man

…and like a Mother Hen with chicks
How oft You long to gather in
This bobbing brood of ‘would-and-should’
Beneath The Safeguard of Thy wing

Oh Lord, God of unfailing grace
Through all that was and yet will be
Your love exceeds man’s greatest needs
Is anything too hard for thee?

Oh Lord, Creator of the world
And all therein, beneath, above
Birds of the air, each creature care
Are at the mercy of Thy love

Oh Lord, Divine Omnipotence
Ah, who of man can know Thy ways?
Where faith alone can reach thy throne
To move the heart of stone to praise

© Janet Martin

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!


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