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With an outstretched hands I come unto thy wonderful throne with fear and trembling Lord, I come with great thanks and appreciation
Dear God, when I behold The breath that you lend me The gentle breeze that blows me The good health that you give me When I behold Your beautiful land;the red roses The sea;the river Which you have awakened my soul to see Lord, when I behold the beautiful and intelligent creatures Which have awakened from your hands Then Lord I see a very loving and caring God! But Lord, I hear a huge noise from out of your sanctuary I hear cries in your name The sons of man blame you For their own failures and follies And in their deep recess of their hearts Daily, they curse your holy name. They yearn to chew and destroy your sons and daughters Who lift your name and worship and reverence you, oh shalom Dear God,you have shown us life and death And have begged us to choose life But we have defied you, Lord We have chosen death for ourselves instead of life And yet the sons of men raise Their voices and fist Toward your holy face-God forbid! They declare that you are dead They rain insult and degrade your Most Holy name Declaring judgment with their blind sights They declare that your creation is faulty and useless They laugh and are marked the wisest By such defiance and condemnation of your name Yet, in their defiances and disrespectful acts To your holy and great throne For their own folly You give them life That enable them to see those beautiful creation and creature Which you have given your world Lord, unlike the kings of wickedness You refuse to strike these serpents with your anger Your anger which comes with great thunder and lightning But you guide them You allow them to enjoy the rain and the sun And eat the fruits of your hands; You protect them and watch over them during their deep sleeps And open doors for these people of Ninevah Lord I then see a mercy and forgiving God But Lord like Job Our hearts are shaken Our souls wrestle with our bodies When suffering comes Not from our own hands That is when suffering comes To the innocent ones We just heard about the Haitians We hear about the evil that daily Befall on the innocent ones of the earth Lord,deep sorrows fill our hearts When we behold these calamities But Yahweh,I sat on the Rock and listened to your questions to Job How do we question you,oh holy one! How does the clay question the potter? And if it does, what sense does it make? How does the created contingent being Judge you, oh Omniscient one? How do we judge you? For we do not understand and see in the supernatural plane You, oh Lord, are the only one who understands and sees in that plane Like the heavens are far from the earth so are your thoughts from ours And like no earthly father will give snake to his child who ask for fish Or give rock instead of a bread And so Lord we know that these ‘evils’ are for a purpose So,Dear God, our maker We only bow our heads and say thank you And like Balaam who had evil plan for your people We earnestly pray for peace in the souls of like men Open the eyes of them who do not understand your will GUIDE AND PROTECT US ALWAYS.....Amen!!
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