Our God

Our God whose powers eternally does last
set His tracks in the midst of the worst storm,
His power supreme is present in the lightning's blast,
daily all of nature does his miracles perform

many aeons are like mere days in His sight
while the whole firmament, the utter darkness,
sways before the purity of his holy light
as the same He remains endless

and whoever knows Him cannot deny that He exists
unfathomable His knowledge, presence and power is;
through all the ages, from begging of time, His love persists,
He is even there when couples meet in joy's purest bliss,

in Him remains our hope and strength in time to come,
as our divine leader, the one who leads us home.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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