Awesome Anticipation...

Though this poem was inspired by daybreak it applies to every breath and step we take...

As the sun rose I was impacted by the profound realization of

One Day Nearer...

One day nearer to the coming

Of our Lord; and what will be

One day nearer to our going

From time to eternity

One day nearer to beholding

He who saves us by His grace

Each new daybreak is unfolding

One day nearer to His face

And the sacred understanding

Of all that we cannot tell

When the Truth will be unending

In either Heaven or hell

One day nearer to departure

From this world of toil and strife

From the woes of war and hunger

And the cares of love and life

From the hope of our salvation

To faith’s armor laid to rest

From the cross of tribulation

To the crown of righteousness

From this temporary running

To the everlasting Prize

When at last we shed the garment

Of faith’s living sacrifice

One day nearer to the hour

Of reckoning and reward

For man’s days are like a flower

Dust-to-dust, Soul to the Lord

One day nearer to forever

Then remember, while you may

Ere the silver cord is severed

And all but God falls away

One day nearer to the Awesome

Crossing of faith’s Finish Line

…the last petal of the blossom

Caught in nail-scarred hands, divine

© Janet Martin

2 Tim.4:8

Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness,

which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day:

and not to me only,

but unto all them also that love his appearing.

1 Thess.5:1-10

Now about the times and seasons, brothers, we do not need to write to you.

  2For you are fully aware that the Day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. 

3While people are saying, “Peace and security,” destruction will come upon them suddenly,

 like labor pains on a pregnant woman, 

and they will not escape.

4But you, brothers, are not in the darkness so that this day should overtake you like a thief.

  5For you are all sons of the light and sons of the day; 

we do not belong to the night or to the darkness. 

6So then, let us not sleep as the others do, but let us remain awake and sober. 

7For those who sleep, sleep at night; and those who get drunk, get drunk at night.

  8But since we belong to the day, let us be sober, 

putting on the breastplate of faith and love,

and the helmet of our hope of salvation.

9For God has not appointed us to suffer wrath, 

but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ. 

10He died for us so that, whether we are awake or asleep, 

we may live together with Him. 

11Therefore encourage and build one another up, 

just as you are already doing.

Still, Still with Thee

Glorious Day...

Our Single Boast

 Jeremiah 9:23-24

This is what the LORD says:

 "Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom,

 nor the strong man in his strength, 

nor the wealthy man in his riches.

But let him who boasts boast in this, 

that he understands and knows Me, 

that I am the LORD, who exercises loving devotion, 

justice and righteousness on the earth--

for I delight in these things," declares the LORD.

I Will Boast (only in the cross)

The only goodness we can boast about or claim or laud

Is possible and only, always about and from God

The evil that exists is from the subtil serpent, pride

It mocks the Rock of Christendom; Jesus Christ crucified

…and resurrected. Victorious over death and hell

The only goodness we can boast is God’s great love to tell

Because God, rich in mercy gave His Son to pay sin's debt

God’s goodness is our single boast; oh, may we ne’er forget

© Janet Martin

 Evil people are evil because they do not have/know Jesus.

Evil leaders are evil because they fail to recognize their Leader

and the one who loves them and would forgive them if they repented

and believed on He who gives everlasting life and Heaven

in place of death and hell.

Let's pray that the love of God would become a reality to our godless leaders

and everyone who does not know the truth that sets us free

and pray, lights love's ceaseless fire on the altar of our hearts.

Sometimes, In This Present Culture

Isaiah 11:2

The Spirit of the LORD will rest on Him-

-the Spirit of wisdom and understanding,

the Spirit of counsel and strength,

the Spirit of knowledge

and fear of the LORD.

(this verse below fills my heart and prayers these day...)

Ephesians 1:17-19

I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, 

the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit ^f of wisdom and revelation,

 so that you may know him better. 

18I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened 

in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, 

the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, 

19and his incomparably great power for us who believe. 

If we want something to grow we feed it.

What is fed will grow...

Spiritual growth or the hunger for spiritual blessing

happens as we feed on 'spiritual bread'!

John 6:35

Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. 

Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, 

and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.

Sometimes in this present culture

We could fall prey to despair

Where evil is like a vulture

And people don't seem to care

Or fall before God in prayer

Present culture's satisfaction

Fosters lies and unbelief

 Numbed by cyberspace-distraction

The god of opinion, chief

Dumb to God in heaven's grief 

Seems as if Spiritual Blessing

Is a treasure few esteem

Focused rather on possessing

Fortunes, fickle as a dream

While eternal riches stream

Seems as if mankind's redemption

 Purchased through God's only Son

Is the bull's eye of rejection

Though He died for everyone

Though He cried 'Thy will be done'

...to bring many sons to glory!

To lay down hope's solid rock

Seems as if God's Great Love story

Has become a laughing stock

Culture hails the stumbling block 

Fearless in the face of Mercy

Fearless, though death and hell wait

Scorning Christ with jeers and curses

Or with doubt's fruitless debate

Fearless in their dire state/strait

Blinded by the tempter's logic

Lured by sight's defeated stride

Seems this present culture's rock is

But the shifting sands of pride

Or the boast of God denied

Seems as if Spiritual Blessing

Is an odd and foreign phrase

Not a treasure worth confessing

And pursuing all our days

By denying self-bent ways  

Seems as if the fickle aweing 

Of excess, not sacrifice

Veils the subtle serpent drawing

The attention from the price

With enticements, 'fun' and 'nice'

Seems as if this present culture

Does not grasp the sacred Thence

Of heaven or hell, of judgement 

And the certain recompense 

Of the soul's inheritance

Seems as if 'riches in glory'

Falls on head-phone deafened ears

And the grace of God's love story

Is met with hate's bold-faced sneers 

Or Indifference-Veneers

As if the best we inherit

Is Something gold-silver-pearled

And as if life's Crowning Merit

Is This Fleeting Warp unfurled

Not riches beyond this world

Sometimes, in this present culture

Love weeps beneath faith's scorned cross

Hell's lord is a gilded vulture

Heaven's God tests us with loss

 And prayer's groaning albatross

God, open Faith's eyes within us

Tune us to truth's cunning foes

You are not slack in Your promise

Of wealth time cannot disclose

Of inheritance You chose

© Janet Martin

Psalm 47:4
He chooses our inheritance for us, 

the pride of Jacob, whom He loves. 

Selah

1 Pet.1:3-5

A Heavenly Inheritance

3Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, 

who according to His abundant mercy has begotten us again to a living hope 

through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,

4to an inheritance [b]incorruptible and undefiled and that does not fade away, 

reserved in heaven for you,

  5who are kept by the power of God through faith for salvation 

ready to be revealed in the last time.

***

We only progress in sound living

as we progress in sound understanding

Charles Spurgeon~

***

Surviving our Present Culture

 

...and if after you listen to the first message you are hungry for more...

Satan's Strategy to Defeat Us – Dr. Charles Stanley

Anguish...

Dear Believer, does your heart too, break for the lost and the cost of unbelief?

Do you weep for those who sleep in the darkness of sin?

Do you mourn for those not yet born again?

Do you pray

And pray

And pray?!

Come To Jesus

  

What script of desolation spills like ink-demonic seas

When naught but human logic fills thought’s godless theories

What darkness over darkness rolls without the light of Truth

How doleful daybreak's bower tolls, how hopeless is youth’s youth

Without the faith that rends the veil

And trusts the love that cannot fail

What fathoms of futility soon lie in wanton waste

What claim to shame’s depravity tunes knowledge, mortal-based

What agonizing anguish rings beyond time’s transient bar

When fullness of rejection flings the gates of hell ajar

When, without faith that makes us whole

Denial faces Deathless Soul

What weight of sorrow sears the prayer that reaches Mercy’s ears

As groan on groan beyond compare beseeches, tears on tears

Because the love and truth of God, by some, is thought a sham

No reverence, no fear, no laud for salvation’s I AM

Where without He who justifies

Hell claims the soul that never dies

What Gethsemane-like appeal should bleed from prayer on prayer

What throes of love should bid us kneel, love’s pleading cross to bear

For what good is the best laid plan unfurled if its sad goal

Is but the wink-span of the world in exchange for the soul

Where nothing, when Last Breath is spent

Can comfort Unbelief’s Lament

© Janet Martin

John 11:25

Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life.

Whoever believes in Me will live, even though he dies.

Prov.14:26-27

He who fears the LORD is secure in confidence,

and his children shall have a place of refuge.

The fear of the LORD is a fountain of life,

turning a man from the snares of death.

Let's Live Today In Such A Way (as if we could die of a heart attack)

Jim didn't know his out-of-the-blue-question last night

(after we had ceased chatting for a little while and I was snoozing

 between pages of the book The Gauntlet) 

would spark today's poem.

He suddenly asked 'what if tomorrow is the day when people say

 'did you hear?!! Jim died of a heart attack today!'

Maybe you're laughing a little but...

It's not an impossibility for any one of us 

and perhaps a prudent/valid question to contemplate before

' the dust returns to the ground it came from, 

and the spirit returns to God who gave it.'

Eccles.12:6-7

Remember Him before the silver cord is snapped

and the golden bowl is crushed,

before the pitcher is shattered at the spring

and the wheel is broken at the well,

7before the dust returns to the ground from which it came

and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

Why does it matter so much?!

Because the soul is deathless with only one of two destinations

depending on the preparation we have made!

Salvation-heaven

Rejection-hell

I can't even remember if or what I answered 

but Jim's last words last night set the tone for my first thoughts this morning!

And inspired today's poem🙏💗

Take time to thoroughly appreciate life's simple, temporary joys

but first, address soul-sacred Eternity

(Grandson checking out gramma's birthday espresso)

Second-cousins sharing a swing...

(Photo used with permission💖💖💖)

My sister's grand-daughter pulled a goofy face just as I clicked😂

To live today in such a way, that it could be our last

Transforms our sighs and what we prize where morning hoists its mast

For none can tell how near farewell draws its finality

As we embark toward that mark, we know but cannot see

To live today as if we may not have another, wakes

A sacred sense of recompense in every breath one takes

And stirs us to a humbler view of time’s momentous fount

…moments become the holy sum of which we give account

To live today as if to say ‘thank-you’ to God, who grants

Its gift of grace, each lovely face we kiss, each ‘second chance’

Will help us weave the steps we leave behind into a prayer

For those still in the thick and thin of love and living’s care

To live today in such a way will beckon us to be

More mindful of the thinning glove that cups eternity

How sweet the flask that metes the task for loved ones near and dear

How fleet the feet that rush to greet the mists of yesteryear

Where sorrows surge and morrows merge with splurge of seasons spent

This is the toll that weans the Soul from mortal filament

Pray, let’s be kind and keep in mind what lies beyond yon past

And live today in such way, that it could be our last

And live today as if to say ‘I love you, you, and You’

And live today as if we may meet God when it is through

© Janet Martin

I remember wise words spoken by my dad years ago...

"live in such a way that if God told you today or tomorrow you will die,

you would carry on exactly as you would otherwise have.

Live life always ready to meet God!

Eccles.3:11

He has made everything beautiful in its time.

Also He has put eternity in their hearts,

except that no one can find out the work

that God does from beginning to end.

Heb.9:27-28

Just as man is appointed to die once, and after that to face judgment,

28so also Christ was offered once to bear the sins of many;

and He will appear a second time, not to bear sin,

but to bring salvation to those who eagerly await Him.

Matthew 1:21

She will give birth to a Son, and you are to give Him the name Jesus,

because He will save His people from their sins."

Acts 4:12

Salvation is found in no one else,

for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind

by which we must be saved.”

Acts 16:30-34

Then he brought them out and asked,

“Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”

31They replied, “Believe in the Lord Jesus and you will be saved,

you and your household.”

32Then Paul and Silas spoke the word of the Lord

to him and to everyone in his house.

33At that hour of the night, the jailer took them

and washed their wounds.

And without delay, he and all his household were baptized

. 34Then he brought them into his home and set a meal before them.

So he and all his household rejoiced

that they had come to believe in God.

Earth's Exhibition of Glimpses...

Hate, war, sickness, sorrow,

greed, pain, apathy,

hearts hardened against God,

could destroy all hope of  present joy

but for the hope of the home of the soul

and the greatness of He within we who believe

so much greater than he that is in the world!

We cherish each gift of present joy

(like a foreshadowing of eternal joy)

 to balance love's ever-present sorrow)

My daughter just sent me the above photo of big brother's

good morning kisses to baby brother.

(and I weep as I pray for the families afflicted by war)

Earth's beauty (be it babies, birds or blooms)

 without Heaven's hope is futile.

Birds continue to delight...today,

a very rare and special visitor, a bluebird/indigo bunting? 

...and goldfinch

...and our resident downy or hairy woodpecker (absent for a while)

we are still thrilling to see the orioles

(sometimes our place seems to just be a pitstop on their way)

and a mediocre shot of a rose-breasted grosbeak

who eats his supper each evening around the same time we do

Chipping sparrow...

Song Sparrow...

mourning doves...

We rejoice to receive a much-needed rain!

The beauty of the earth exhibits Heaven’s Majesty

The work and word of God is man’s Supreme Authority

Nothing exists but what His favor fashions and allows

Surely at the sheer thought of this our haughty boasting bows

…Faith looks toward a rich reward beyond kingdoms of dust

Bestowed by He who shed His crown and gave His life for us

And wove Redemption’s royal robes with love’s bloodstreams outpoured

Not from goats, rams and bullocks but from Jesus Christ our Lord

There is no common cure for hearts hardened against God’s grace

Against the loving kindness of Jesus who took our place

Though sinless, to become sin’s sacrifice once and for all

The King of kings shed His own blood; no common animal

Sweet consolation for life’s tribulation, who could find

Without the goodness of God who is faithful, just and kind

Without hearts softened as belief begets wonder and joy

Without His promises that no enemy can destroy

Each desperate heart-cry would be too much to bear, but for

Faith’s hope, after salvation opens eyes to so much more

Where earth’s beauty exhibits but a small glimpse of the whole

As we press on until we see the Saviour of the soul

...until we behold He who held us through the storm and strife

Until once and forevermore we pass through death to life

Until The One to whom we pray and pray and pray and pray

Unveils His face, where, by His grace, all tears are wiped away 

© Janet Martin

Heb.4:11-13

Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, 

so that no one will fall by following the same pattern of disobedience. 

12For the word of God is living and active.

 Sharper than any double-edged sword,

 it pierces even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow. 

It judges the thoughts and intentions of the heart. 

13Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight; 

everything is uncovered and exposed before the eyes of Him 

to whom we must give account.…

Savior Redeemer of My Soul - 

Dallyn Bayles, Jenny Oaks Baker & Lyceum Philharmonic, #Hallelujah

O, Why Not Tonight

  

How Precious Is The Fountain

Easter is not a season we celebrate

but love's reason to rejoice and celebrate every day eternally🎝🎜🙌

The Precious Blood

 1 Pet. 1:18-21

For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold 

that you were redeemed from the empty way of life 

handed down to you from your ancestors,

    but with the precious blood of Christ,

 a lamb without blemish or defect. 

   He was chosen before the creation of the world, 

but was revealed in these last times for your sake. 

   Through him you believe in God, 

who raised him from the dead and glorified him, 

and so your faith and hope are in God.

My Worth is not in What I Own

How precious is the fountain filled with everlasting life

The lifeblood of our Saviour spilled where pardon still runs rife

Where not just once but constantly awe draws us to the place

That sets the sorry sinner free with love’s redeeming grace

To gaze upon Mangled Perfection with beholden breath

And praise God for the resurrection that overcame death

How precious is the fountain, not of water but of blood

Where we are drawn so often just to marvel at its flood

And wash in torrents that atone, where joy and sorrow meld

In worship, as we weep and groan through trials not withheld

Where we are more than conquerors, through He who loves us so

The anchor of hope not authored by what we see, but know

How precious is the fountain that streams from Calvary’s cross

Where faith can remove mountains if we count all but Christ loss

'Dear Lord have mercy, I believe, now help mine unbelief

Make the reward faith will receive, desire’s earnest chief'

As we press on victor'ous, through the precious blood of Christ

May the joy set before us make sweet every sacrifice

© Janet Martin

So When Death's Solemn Shadows Fall

PAD challenge day 14: For today's prompt, write a scary poem.

Heb.10:26-31

The Just Live by Faith...

26For if we sin willfully after we have received the knowledge of the truth,

 there no longer remains a sacrifice for sins,

  27but a certain fearful expectation of judgment, 

and fiery indignation which will devour the adversaries.

  28Anyone who has rejected Moses’ law 

dies without mercy on the testimony of two or three witnesses. 

29Of how much worse punishment, do you suppose, will he be thought worthy 

who has trampled the Son of God underfoot, 

counted the blood of the covenant by which he was sanctified a common thing, 

and insulted the Spirit of grace? 

30For we know Him who said, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,” [g]says the Lord.

 And again, “The Lord will judge His people.” 

31It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.

Psalm 16:11

You will show me the path of life; 

In Your presence is fullness of joy; 

At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

Jesus Paid It All/Old Rugged Cross Medley by Anthem Lights

How holy swells the wellspring where Time’s finite fathoms toll

Each breath subtly unraveling the mantle ‘round the soul

How fragile is the fleeting glove of man’s mortality

Where He who wove us with His love instilled eternity

…so when this little life is through, if we believe in Him

Death will be but the doorway to the place where pleasures brim

As all our tears are wiped away forevermore by He

Who stepped from Heaven’s throne to pay sin’s debt in agony

So when Death’s solemn shadows fall no terror fills its wave

Unless, still we refuse to call on He, mighty to save

Unless because of unbelief, pride scorned the blood grace spilled

And wakes to the eternal grief of rejection fulfilled

To all He pleads, come unto Me, sin's sentence to atone  

Salvation for humanity is found in Christ alone

Where, Holy God's mercy unfolds another day of grace 

Until faith's fulfillment beholds the glory of His face 

How holy swells the spring where Love's infinite fathoms roll 

Each breath softly unraveling the glove that veils the goal  

Pray, when Death's solemn shadows fall beneath the Reaper's knife

Tis but the the Saviour's tender call to everlasting life

© Janet Martin

Isa.53:4-5

Surely He has borne our [g]griefs
And carried our [h]sorrows;
Yet we [i]esteemed Him stricken,
[j]Smitten by God, and afflicted.
5But He was wounded[k] for our transgressions,
He was [l]bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes[m] we are healed.

How To Know What Love Is...

Pad(poem-a-day) Challenge day 13:For today's prompt, write a How to blank poem

1 John 3:16-20

This is how we know what love is: 

Jesus Christ laid down his life for us.

 And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters. 

17 If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need

 but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be in that person? 

18 Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.

19 This is how we know that we belong to the truth 

and how we set our hearts at rest in his presence: 

20 If our hearts condemn us, we know that God is greater than our hearts, 

and he knows everything.

My Savior's Love- How Marvelous, How Wonderful

(version 1)

I Will Sing the Wondrous Story

When through ancient age/page we travel

When our hearts are wholly gripped

As we trace and humbly marvel

And embrace redemption’s script

As the grace that wrought salvation

Stuns us with love’s magnitude

Mercy’s divine transformation

Turns despair to gratitude

Draws the heart, no longer hardened

(Though this world with horrors groans)

To the cross where sin is pardoned

To the One whose death atones

All who come without excuses

All who repent and believe

Not one sinner, He refuses

His forgiveness to receive

Look! Behold Hope’s holy horror

At Love’s body, bathed in blood

At the Healer’s Hands, nail-burrowed

From Him spews redemption’s flood

Hark! He cries, by all forsaken

Behold! Now He bows His head

Look! He dies, the skies are shaken

As the graves give up their dead

But Death was a fated rival

I AM no grave could constrain

Jesus Christ arose triumphal

Over sin and death; amen

This is how we know what love is

Jesus Christ laid down his life

Love does not forget its promise

Wrought through Heaven's sacrifice

This is joy; to be forgiven

Love's broken body, life’s bread

Where, still through all earth from Heaven

Runs redemption’s scarlet thread

This is hope’s unflinching anchor

Though time’s troubled tempests roll

Hallelujah what a Savior

This is faith that makes us whole

Hallelujah, what a Savior

Jesus, Savior of the soul

© Janet Martin

This Is Love's Power and Glory

Todays poem-a-day challenge is to write a power poem...

To the Christian the power of God;

 His Word that in the beginning created the heavens and the earth,

His love that brought salvation to the world,

His Son who suffered our sin's penalty,

 are first thoughts that come to mind when hearing the word 'power'!

Rom.1:16

For I am not ashamed of the gospel, 

because it is the power of God 

that brings salvation to everyone who believes: 

first to the Jew, then to the Gentile.

There is Power in the Blood-Alan Jackson

The Power of the Cross-Keith and Kristyn Getty

Death could not subjugate Life Everlasting

Hatred could never be greater than love

The empty cross was hope’s graphic forecasting

Christ shed the grave like a linen glove

‘"Tetelestai!" "It is finished!" Love’s story

Nothing can thwart; the tomb’s stone could not stay

‘Thine is the kingdom, the power and glory

Forever.' Nothing can take it away

No one can nullify the sinner’s pardon

No one the King of kings can overthrow

After the battle of wills in The Garden

Christ, through submission vanquished hope’s dark foe

Redemption’s scarlet flood flows through the ages

Nothing can abrogate Atonement’s Gift

Though scorn is violent and hate, tenacious

Hope is an anchor that nothing can shift

Though wars unfold horrors, brutal and gory

These are the fulfilling of prophecy

Before the King of Kings appears in glory

To dispel evil in a fiery sea

Death, is the shadow that each breath is casting

Death, though it seems to have the final word

To those whose hope is in Life Everlasting

Know God’s love and justice is undeterred

Love’s hands, through which hatred’s daggers were driven

Love’s brow thorn-torn; Love’s body crucified

Love’s blood, the flood whereby sins are forgiven

This is the love that stripped death of its pride

This is love’s power and glory we honour

Name above all names, Love, mighty to save

This is the power above any other

This is the glory that shatters the grave

Death cannot subjugate Life Everlasting

Hatred will never be greater than love

The empty cross is hope’s symbol, forecasting

Graves that will be shed like a linen glove

© Janet Martin

Beyond Comprehension (John 3:16)

Poem-a-day challenge day 5:

For today's prompt (the first Two-for-Tuesday prompt of the month),

write a make sense poem and/or don't make sense poem.

There Is A Fountain

You loved the world so much You gave your Son; for none could earn

Enough to pay sin's ransom; what can I give in return?

For whatever I think of in the name of love seems small

Compared to what You gave; sinless, You came and gave Your all

No matter how I ponder it I cannot comprehend

Such height and depth and breadth of love all sinners to defend

The cross you bore, the bloody gore to redeem human race

Defies all explanation except one; amazing grace

 

...and all that You ask in return, redemption to receive

Is faith to take what none can earn; to repent and believe

Thus, surely it makes sense, in the light of eternity

That I should trust love so immense, that You would die for me

© Janet Martin

John 3:16-17

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son,

 that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world;

 but that the world through him might be saved.

Unbridled Hallelujah

A hymn of praise to our awesome Creator and Saviour!

Isn't being marveled speechless the best?!!

(as I was yesterday at Ripley's Aquarium in Toronto, Ont. Canada)

Gen.1:20

And God said, 

Let the waters bring forth abundantly 

the moving creature that hath life...

Whether we are poring over His Wonder-full Word or

witnessing wonders of His Hand,

whether we are weeping for joy as we behold

in our mind's eye, the cross of Calvary

or whether we are wonder-struck,

 beholding glimpses of God's majesty in creation...

Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised;

And His greatness is [b]unsearchable.

 Ps.145:3

To the God of creation

Oh, may our honor be

More than mouthed adoration

But heart-humility

To the God of salvation

May our lives confess

With faithful exaltation

Redemption’s righteousness

To God, of earth and Heaven

May worship never cease

Through Him we are forgiven

Christ’s death, our death’s release

To God be all the glory

The beauty of His grace

Will reveal faith’s full story

When death unveils His face

For the God everlasting

Who will make all things known

Hears the cares/prayers we are casting

Before His glorious throne

God is hope's restoration

The Savior of the soul

The healer of all nations

The faith that makes us whole

The joy of the believer

Sin's pardon all may claim

The dread of the deceiver

Who trembles at His name 

To Alpha and Omega

The Beginning and End

Universal ecclesia's

Father and faithful Friend

May unbridled devotion

Compose love's fervent lay

Majestic as an ocean

That no shoreline can stay 

His goodness and His mercy

Without reserve, run rife

Absolute Supremacy

The Way, The Truth, The Life

Boundless heights and depths thunder

With evidence of He

Who eclipses awed wonder

Who will bend every knee

To God, love’s divine Author

May our devotion brim

All glory, praise and honour

Belongs only to Him

Mortal boast is folly

All we have, He gives

Through God, just and holy

Redeemed Sinner lives

© Janet Martin

Psalm 145:5

I will meditate on the glorious splendor of Your majesty,
And [d]on Your wondrous works.

(read whole glorious chapter here)

Reminded me of this song video

I Will Praise Him Still