Heavens' Great Hands

[deborahk]

My dear, sweet Father in heaven,
thanks I must give for your gifts.
I long for the understanding of life,
of Faith and of Peace and of this.
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To be able to listen as a prayer for you
sent on the wings of angels, is received...
I sigh, knowing that everything’s alright,
I am amazed, I am awed ~ I believe!
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You whisper, soft as the feathers of wings,
when upon the winds Your voice can be heard.
For when I lift mine eyes up to you,
I understand, I hold Faith in each word.
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The alms I receive in my prayers at night,
I must give blessings for my garden of dreams.
Not a whole "lotta stuff" stored inside this o’l ship,
Yet in His heart there is more than I need.
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So fill the cargo holds with Love,
and steer this ol’ rig on His Faith;
Lay the planks with the salt of this earth,
and the rails, made with emerald inlaid.
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The stairs to the galley set in Lazuli,
all manner of gem, from the finest of lands.
One step at a time as my eyes set ‘pon wonder,
an awesome display of heavens great hands.
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To reach down in mercy, to share alms of good worth,
the hardest of things to find.
I reach out to touch and to accept of my share,
and find the beautiful Lord’s Love is ALL, it is kind.
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I will gladly bow down on bended knee
to speak with my Saviour, in prayer,
I will learn all the lessons he wishes to give,
His avid student, a blank canvass fair.
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Cherished is the art He creates,
each piece a Picasso or Van Gogh.
Great blessèd colours across His sky ~
a rainbow shares its pot of God’s gold.
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Ah, but only believers will understand this,
that rainbows and gold are all part of Divine plan.
The great, the divine, the merciful purpose,
It’s all written out in the palm of His hand.
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Rise up, God’s children, sing through of His light,
tell all of His story, His kindness and dream .
Ask him to lift you exalted in peace,
to the most beautiful place that He’s ever seen.
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Wonder of wonders, before you a land,
filled with meadows and mountains, and seas.
Hazy summer sunshine
and a balmy summer breeze.
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Flowers of every sort live here,
their colours so vibrant and rare.
A pallette I’ve not seen in my time here on earth,
filled with a host of unknown colours not found there.
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Inhale the scent of heaven, of fragrance
and the scent of pure Love.
Such rapture exists not, on earth with mortal man;
who stands, and just watches, wondering...What plan?

© Deborah L. Kelly