I DO NOT consider myself a poet, but some seriously powerful lightning and thunder during a storm in Haiti recently inspired me to write this. The storm was a reminder of my need to fear God.
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When the lightning smacks and the thunder cracks and the rains roar...
You are feared, Oh God.
When the night is still and the brisk breeze chills and Your Spirit fills me...
You are loved, Oh God.
When the waves crash and the waterfalls splash and the aspens reach to the heavens...
You are revered, Oh God.
When the meadows glow and the willows hang low and the butterflies flutter by...
You are adored, Oh God.
When the woods are dark and the path shows no mark and I'm unsure of the way...still
You are praised, Oh God.
When the sun shines through and the adventure is new and you guide my hand...
You are thanked, Oh God.
You are worthy to be praised.
You are worthy to be praised.
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