Faith

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~ No Other Gods ~

When the trumpet sounds
And the King of Kings
Splits the eastern sky ...

When the dead rise first
And the saved are snatched,
Forever to be by His side ...

Whenever I can,
I’ll bow my knee
To kiss the nail pierced feet.

For, I know all the scars,
That Jesus has,
Were put there just for me.

When the God of all
Sits on His throne
And men come, one by one ...

All knees will bow
and tears will flow,
Some regretting and some in awe.

Then, will they remember
The times they’ve bowed,
The times they have stood in line ...

For just a glimpse
Of someone on earth
Who had seemed so very sublime?

Since Jesus ascended
so long ago,
Not a single man on earth ...

Could answer the smallest
(Or largest) prayer
That was prayed for all it's worth!

Since the heavy veil,
In the holy of holies,
Split, from the top right down ...

There’s no one to stand,
Between us and our Maker,
Giving nod or pious frown.

So, my knees are stiff,
Save when I come
To the great Creator of all ...

Of galaxies, matter,
And even of time.
Only then will I fall.

So gladly, I’ll give
My praise and my love.
So thankfully will I recall ...

My knees never bent
To imposters that crave,
But only to Lord of All!


© 2002 by Joan Clifton Costner
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com



"Thou shalt have no other gods before me."
Exodus 20:3

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