Poetry

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My heart trembles jumps out of place,
As I feel the Lord my God embrace;
I hear the rolling sound of His voice,
As a feeling comes over me to rejoice.

For the hollow sound from His tongue,
A thundering flame that had been slung;
To the ends of the earth you could hear,
Roaring out and causing others to fear.

No holding back the thundering flames,
In sounding out as His voice proclaims;
He does wonders, more than we know,
Like making it wet with rain and snow.

He puts an end to work by every man,
So all may occur according to His plan;
He causes the beasts to go and to rest,
Waking up fresh to continue their quest.

Through the breath of God ice is made,
Even on the cold winds I am not afraid;
For there is a purpose for every cloud,
As His message comes to me very loud.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright 2005 Richard Newton Sherrer

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