Almighty Lord, You made Heaven,
And earth with your strength and power;
Caused even life to be given,
To a fragile precious flower.
Nothing is too hard from my Lord,
You show grace through generations;
Even though that they have ignored,
You have shown them expectations.
Like a Father You do punish,
For evil and their wickedness;
You scold them as You admonish,
For their sexual perverseness.
You, O Lord, are great and mighty,
Your name is the Lord of Armies;
You have opened my eyes to see,
Your touch is like a gentle breeze.
You make wise plans to do great things,
And see all the things man has done;
You reward for the good it brings,
But wrongful things, You sent Your Son.
You reward them the way they live,
And for all the things that they do;
With the willingness to forgive,
For the times they do not say true.
You performed miraculous signs,
Along with some amazing things;
The exact way Your plan outlines,
With perfect results that it brings.
To this day You are doing them,
Your works continue to this day;
Non-believers You do condemn,
Saving the faithful that obey.
You gave them the land that You vow,
The land flowing with milk and honey;
The land that they can farm and plow,
The land that is bright and sunny.
They entered and took possession,
But they still refused to obey;
Because sin was an obsession,
And continued to go astray.
Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer
