Because Of The Lord's Mercies...(You and I were Not Aborted)

When we think of the millions and millions of unborn babies

killed and sucked from what should be their safest haven; their mother's womb SURELY,

"It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not all consumed, why?

 because his compassions fail not..."

Lam.3:22

Because of the Lord's mercies every single one of us was conceived in a womb 

where our mothers chose life!

Have we prayed, spoken out in the defense of the unborn?!

How are we helping our most helpless?!!

Here is the link to the video that partly inspired this poem

Senator Lankford asks; 'Is That a Baby?'

Because of His mercies our breath is stolen by wonder,

hearts leap with joy and break with love,

We get to choose...what we want to eat for breakfast,

what we will wear, what we say;

'Look at the gorgeous sunrise,

Wow, you like nice today!'

Because of the Lord mercies here I am and here are you...

Man may take life but only God gives it!

What an awesome charge and privilege then, this life is;

What an account we will owe.

Because of our Good Lord’s kind mercies, we are not consumed 

Because his compassions fail not, faith is not void or doomed 

Because his promises are sure, enduring to the end 

We have above all else a true and everlasting friend 

Because of His kind mercies flowers bloom and morning breaks 

Each winter wends its weathered way to summer’s sparkling lakes 

Babies still make us meek and kinder, puppies make us grin 

And Hope is like a sky wide window letting sunlight in 

And love, though scarred with life’s hard knocks and rocks flung from word-gates 

Still suffers long and returns good though hate retaliates 

And we wake up with strength renewed according to His will 

And though we do not always thank Him He blesses us still 

And does not hold against all the judgements we deserve 

Because of His compassion grace extends Time’s vim and verve 

And composes a hymn of praise from stones when we do not 

The brook still brims with babble-song by nature’s Maestro taught 

And little lambs still leap in spring and longing still inspires 

A little girl with her grandma still kindles joy’s home-fires 

A book-nook and a cup of tea, a young lad with his dad 

Are mementos of His mercy that make us humbly glad 

Because His compassions fail not; they are new every morn 

We might have second bites of bread and butter for our corn 

We might have friends drop by or be the friend that says ‘hello’ 

And be blessed with dear Holds we find quite painful to let go 

Where seasons leave their footprints in the garden of the heart 

And wonder weaves a tapestry from God’s master-pieced art 

Where sorrow is not without joy, because of Mercy’s Stay 

And morrow is not without hope, for Mercy leads the way 

Because of our Good Lord’s kind mercies, we are not consumed 

But without faith in He who IS our little life is doomed 

Because His promises are sure, His compassion is just 

He holds ajar Salvation’s door and beckons us to trust 

© Janet Martin

So, so much brokenness, the result of sin:

where we have not heeded the whole duty of man...

Eccles.12:13

Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter: 

Fear God and keep his commandments, 

for this is the duty of all mankind.

Deuteronomy 6:2
so that you and your children and grandchildren may fear the LORD your God

 all the days of your lives by keeping all His statutes and commandments that I give you, 

and so that your days may be prolonged.

Micah 6:8

He has shown you, O man, what is good. 

And what does the LORD require of you but to act justly, 

to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God?