Our God Is An Awesome God!

Author of sky and sea and sod

Our God is an awesome God

Worshipers hail Him and applaud

Our God is an awesome God

No one can thwart His will or plan

Beneath His Power, what is man?

Our God is Righteousness and peace

His Government will never cease

On Him trust's confidence relies

To Him the humble sinner cries

Through Him Redemption's price is paid

By Him the world's foundation laid 

For Him the fields of flowers bloom

With Him there is no fear of doom

His visage greater than Time's scope

His Promises secure man's hope

His Bearing who can comprehend?

He has no beginning or end 

He is not mocked, He will prevail

His Word is Truth and will not fail

Author of love, He is no fraud

Our God is an Awesome God

 © Janet Martin

God IS I AM

I AM IS

Alpha and Omega, Authority, Abiding, Able, Almighty

Bread, Beholder,

Creator, Comforter, Chief Cornerstone, 

Door, Deliverer, Divine, Defender,

Everlasting, Eternal,

Father, Faithful, Fire,

Grace, Good, Guide, Giver, Glory,

Hope, Healer, Holy, Highest of the high, Helper

Infinite, Immanuel,  Invisible, Immortal,

Jesus, Justification, Judge, Jealous, joy,

King of Kings,

Love, Light, Life, Lord of lords,

 Merciful, Mediator,

Near, 

Omnipotent,
Peace, Power, Providence, Perfect, Patient,

Quickener,

Righteous, Redeemer, Resurrection, Rewarder, Ruler, Refuge

Spirit, Saviour, Shepherd, Salvation, Sinless, Sovereign,

Truth, Teacher, Tender, Triumphant,

Upright,

Vine, Victor,

Way, Wrath, Wonderful, Water, Word,

X-ample,

Yahweh,

 Zealous,

© Janet Martin

A glimpse of Who God IS

want more?

900 names and titles of God 
(I found this site after doing this personal study on some attributes/names of God and realized this barely skims the surface!)

What a mighty God we are called to serve!

Grand Stand-or-Sit Art Gallery

 It's a grand stand-or-sit

Art Gallery

We can stay as long as we like

He doesn't mind a bit

And admission is free!

Winter unveils a gilt tableau

We pause, like we’ve never beheld

Unfurled murals of sky and snow

Where white-blue-silver-bronzed hues meld

Like a still-life of ancient days

The Artist exceeds man’s request

Perfection does not change His ways

His easel always holds the Best

Where earth is like a gallery

That showcases (always in part)

The flawless handiwork of He

Who is unrivaled in His art

To rich and poor His brush extends

His Masterpieces small and large

As all of earth and heaven bends

With signatures of God In Charge

© Janet Martin

Of Borrower's Lot...

It seems like there's always something to trouble us, 
said Hubby yesterday in an afternoon phone call to discuss some of our most pressing cares...
after the sun had spilled its spun gold through morning's minute hold...

Yes, it seems there always something to trouble us
because
 "Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble.

He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: 

he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not."

Job 14:1-2 

But, the Giver of all is Bigger...

 

We are on borrowed time

None of inherent right

The Glochenspeil of season-chime

Gifts morning, noon and night

This wisp of wonder-world

Where pleasure melds with pain

Is like a breath-banner unfurled

Then curled back up again

A monumental blip

Regardless of the years

A cradle-to-hearse fellowship

Of lent laughter and tears

…and Love that will not fail

While hellos and goodbyes

Lead to that one final exhale

That severs earthy ties

And stills the pendulum

That spills Borrower’s laud

And tolls the elemental sum

Of Soul’s return to God

© Janet Martin

For Warriors in an Unforgotten World...

You Devil!!!...

You major in the art of heart-destruction; sly and vile

Evil master-pretender you ‘befriend’ as you beguile

Unholy and deceitful, you entice the likes of man

Your goal, to snare the souls of any-everyone you can

You are the enemy of Hope; you thrive on futile ploys

And decorate death’s filthy lucre with life’s loud, proud noise

Your aim and game, distraction, where the poison of your kiss

Tastes sweet at first and makes your curse feel like nothing’s amiss

You do not care; you flatter, dare, and hate is your grand boast

You slip a dagger into every weakness left exposed

For without the armour of God, none can withstand your wiles

And what seems harmless at first bite, corrupts us and defiles

You stalk your prey and lure us with the pith of painted dust

Instead of love you substitute idolatry and lust

For you are driven by your utter enmity with God

You know he knows your numbered days; you know you are a fraud

The evil-doer is your hero; you debilitate

Until thought is the worshiper of what we ought to hate

And those who do not stand on guard soon will not recognize

The danger of a downward spiral we ought to despise

You never sleep and in the dark you make your greatest plays

A marksman without mercy; you twist truth into a maze

You laugh at the confusion that Ignorance commandeers

And turn the fear of God into a fear of people’s jeers

Your pathway to destruction is so subtle in its dip

If we do not pay close attention our feet will slip

The Author of salvation is a kind and faithful friend

His cross, stained with redemption’s seal saves from hell’s endless end

You Lord!!! 

Your love is mankind’s comfort; it befits us for each task

A Father rich in mercy, You forgive if we but ask

Therefore, where before we abhorred accountability

You, who bore our chastisement pardons us and sets us free

Then the ‘freedom’ we thought we had exposes satan’s vice

'Obedience to God is better than vain sacrifice'

Your peace that passes understanding; few, few seem to find

For first we must leave the Deceiver’s carnival behind

…and trust the Words of You who never leads any astray

Who never veers from promises no matter what ‘they’ say

The Way, The Truth, The Life; ah, who on earth can offer this?

Or usher us, at that last breath from Hell’s awful abyss

You, both Giver and Taker; Maker of  all we proclaim

Even the demons tremble at the mention of Your name

Your power, glory, Resurrection no one can exceed

Or fault You, Father of Compassion in hope’s time of need

Ah, You, whose healing hem we grasp; who can instruct or Charge

You hold the frailest prayer-ling fast and universe at large

Sight blinds, but faith binds true believers to Your promises

For someday 'every knee will bow and every tongue confess’

You grant to Your followers, courage in the face of fear

The Unknown sets no stepping-stone beyond Your eye or ear

Your Word is steadfast in a world that offers no sure Thing

And helps all who believe endure life’s pain and suffering

You do not leave us Comfortless; Your Spirit none can see

Yet You help us through all You grant to test humility

And prove authority and Deity and perfect love

When we are weak then You are strong; Your grace always enough

Oh Lord, pray we hunger and thirst after Your righteousness

Lest, we are cursed by this world’s wealth acquired through greediness

And should the Tempter try to lead us where Want will betray

Be Thou our kind Deliverer from evil, Lord we pray

Amen

© Janet Martin