by Elizabeth Hexberg
11/18/2009 / Poetry
Standing for my gentle King,
quietly, with Love.
Knowing nothing matters more,
Than living Him, Above.
No trumpets blaring loudly,
No, Holier than thou,
No ,I know all the answers,
Just God and me somehow.
Quietly with kindness,
Faithfully through all.
He is the Almighty,
and me..so very small.
but with Him,
I see oceans part,
and mountains moved away,
Hope among the Hopeless,
Rainbows every day.
Sunshine in the Rain clouds.
Roses in the weeds.
Quietly, The Face of Love,
Taking care of needs.
Every day I see Him move,
A little at a time.
Gently healing, Grace revealing,
His heart, hearing mine.
Standing for my gentle King,
quietly, with Love.
Knowing nothing matters more,
Than living Him, Above.
I love The Lord,with all my heart, and am nothing,and have nothing, without Him.
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