Poetry

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Written 2-7-05

What do You think,
With all that You seek to do;
Do You have words,
To draw me unto you?
What is Your preoccupation,
With all surrounding You;
To what do You commit Yourself,
And choose to be so true?

Thus, I got a glimpse,
One long and lonely night;
In my very weakness,
I found truth for might.

His thoughts toward me,
Of singular peace;
A future and a hope,
To set my heart to ease.
And so I was provoked,
To run to this Planner;
To learn for myself,
What would be His manner.

My pursuit led me to Him,
Much to my delight;
I found His words for me,
Had fit me, oh so right.

This Music of the Spheres,
Plays out for my life;
It makes sense of every ache;
Each and every strife.
This Order of the Universe,
Ordered by its Creator;
This universal truth;
Plans to make me greater.


And what could make me great,
With all I’d sadly done?
In spite of my very self,
He’ll make me like His Son.
With strength at hand,
From my heavenly Father;
To glorify like my Jesus,
My precious loving Brother.

A plan indicates choice,
As well as dedication;
Among the word of God,
I found this glad oration.



“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.”—Jeremiah 29:11-13

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren.”—Romans 8:28-29

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