Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Some-Things or Some-One To Sing About

Proverbs 12:25
Anxiety weighs down the heart of a man, 
but a good word cheers it up.

He wakens me morning by morning, 
wakens my ear to listen like one being instructed.

Eyes to see and ears to hear; 
Mouths, His worthy praise to spill 
Where the headlines broadcast fear 
God’s Word whispers ‘peace be still’ 

Hope to heap the heart with joy 
Faith to trust Invisible 
Love to heal hate’s hurtful ploy 
God who makes it possible 

Season-circuit none can sway 
Seed instilled with harvest-fare 
Morning to brush night away 
God who hears the humble prayer 

Laughter’s medicine to cheer 
Let its sparkles fill the room 
Time is just the way, my dear 
To God, greater than doom’s gloom 

Beauty breathed to common ground 
Duty to bequeath the task 
Countless mercies that abound 
God who knows before we ask 

Tea kettles with home-sweet tune 
Happiness in simple things 
Yellow cello of high noon 
God who holds and tunes its strings 

Courage, not by mortal creed 
But as we confess our sin 
We are given what we need 
By the grace of God within 

A most able Hand to hold 
Though some doubt His wherewithal 
Whether we are young or old 
God so loves us above all 

Longing’s sacred appetite 
Heaven-glimpses framed in pink 
Poetry too grand to write 
As we marvel at God’s ink 

God with each and every one 
To all who believe, hope’s door 
Then, when this small life is done 
We with God forevermore 

© Janet Martin 

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