'Til it will break upon the land;
Effect the lives of men.
I know it's coming, very soon;
With rain, and hail, and wind.

You see, we watch for evidence
And weigh that message out.
'Twill be the same when Jesus comes
And gives the loud, clear, shout.

Then, men will wonder what they see,
When graves burst open wide
And all the dead, from ashes or
From oceans, they must rise!

The King of Kings, in glory,
Will spilt the eastern sky
And take all those who've trusted;
Take them home, fore'er and aye.

The tiny bit of faith bequeathed,
To save a soul like mine,
Will be enlarged (rewarded) through
The great eons of time!

© 2005 by Joan Clifton Costner

http://www.heavenlypoetry.com>
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com>

Midi: "Two Sparrows In A Hurricane"
For entertainment purposes only.
Copyrights belong to the artist.

Father
I place my heart in your skillful hands
to create it pure. Holy Spirit reveal
the truth to me about myself, show me
where I lack; show me where my attitude
needs to change; show me where my motives
are wrong and selfish. Perform any necessary
surgery that will remove all the impurities
that will destroy me. I desire a pure heart,
and only You My Lord, can create my heart anew.
My heart rejoices in the work of Your hands.
AMEN.

"TO GOD BE THE GLORY"

Created with love
Deloris Patrick
April 4, 2005