Beauty of Show
Beauty of Show
By Arley Steinhour 021316
The Sky is Blue,
And the water too,
With soft clouds, between,
Makes for a beautiful Scene.
As the Sun shines Bright,
Bringing the world from Night,
The trees on the dry land Sing,
Their Song, to the Birds taking Wing.
To sit on the bank, with pole in hand,
Feeling God's handiwork, across the Land,
Makes one marvel, at how He makes it go,
Our God of Creation, and Beauty of Show.
With the Sun, rising high, to warm the plain,
The grass, and the flowers, softly exclaim,
Praises to the God, of Heaven and Earth,
Creator of every-thing, spoken into Birth.
Six Thousand years, we've labored here,
Generations of man, who wouldn't lend ear,
To what you said, on Mount Sinai stone,
Commandments of God, so man could atone.
The time is short, to enjoy the view,
As, soon, Jesus comes for the 'Few,'
Who've been 'Reborn' in His Name,
Now, Justified, and carrying His Fame.
So, when you look, to the clear Blue Sky,
Don't forget, it's the Creator, who pleases the eye,
At the end of our short span of Mortality,
We spend Eternity, with Him, Justifiably.
Those who hate the Creator, of All,
Are doomed to take a Hellish Fall,
Into the Lake, the burns with Flame,
No more Joy, only Torment, and Shame.
AMEN
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