“Then he placed his right hand on me and said:
'Do not be afraid.
I am the First and the Last.'”
A Good Song To Sing At the Top of our lungs
No Matter What...
But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come:
2 Tim.3:1
This verse should strike a sacred awareness in all of us!
While throngs stampede super-markets preparing for What If,
The Great Inevitable(death) remains exactly where it always has been!
Imagine if we took the same dire efforts to prepare for Certainty
as we seem to be, for Uncertainty
Thy Majesty sketched on thin air, etched in rock, sand
and sea
Thy Deity beyond compare, all else ascribes to Thee
Thy Triune Eternality that none can thwart or trip
Thy Unequivocal Authority and Authorship
Thy Will, will be
done, Father, Son and Spirit undeterred
Thy Kingdom never overthrown; nothing alters Thy Word
Thy Mercy new each morning whether we believe or not
Thy Love imbued with warning to take captive every
thought
Thy Providence intent upon much more than daily bread
Thy Only Son the One you sent to crush the serpent’s head
Thy Power to proclaim; even death tendered its control
Thy Name above all names alone to save the living soul
Thy Grace sufficient for the day, whatever it may send
Thy Ways omniscient; far too great for man to comprehend
Thy Law supreme and contrary to human nature’s lust
Thy Thought above our arbitrary schemes scratched in the
dust
Thy Holiness unspotted though stripped, scourged and crucified
Thy Humility scoffed at by hate’s ignorance and pride
Thy Compassion, it failed not as you cried, ‘Father, forgive’
Thy Ration for Redemption full-supplied; ‘ah, look and live’
Thy Evidence Unrivaled while doubter’s still seek fool’s
proof
Thy Word, The Holy Bible, God-breathed infallible Truth
Thy Presence never leaves or forsakes us; then bid fear flee
Surely Thy Goodness follows us until we dwell with Thee
Thy Promises an ample stronghold in this world below
Thy Kindness our example not to return blow for blow
Thy Wisdom better than the choice of much gold’s cold
embrace
Thy Whisper the same Voice that spoke Creation into place
Thy Hand (scarred with man's treason) in complete,
perfect Command
Thy peace to surpass Reason we will never understand
Thy Hope where Unbelief achieves terrible times foretold
Thy Joy, in spite of utter grief for those outside The
Fold
Thy Will, will be done; 'til not one jot or tittle remains
Then
Thy Kingdom, power and glory forever and ever reigns
Amen
© Janet Martin
“The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid.
What can man do to me?
The Lord is with me; he is my helper.”
