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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

MEDITATIONS: Poetic Verse by Doug Lamb

A POEM SUBTITLED: MY GOD IS NOT DEAD

 Who can say that God is gone?
  Or say just where He went?
  He might be off, sad and alone,
  Waiting for all men to repent.
  I'll tell you here in verse,
  The truth that I know,
  God is not dead or gone, but worse
  It is men who go!

  He stays the same while we do not,
  Our tears and smiles He sees.
  Who else could cool a troubled spot?
  Or end our day of miseries?
  He asks but little in return,
   Only faith and loyalty,
   Many souls will burn,
   Through the long eternity.

   Troubled minds don't see Him,
    Tortured souls, forsaken all.
    But only answer to a whim,
    And hear His gentle call.
    For what way lays open
    To the souls of those who die,
     The answer comes before Amen,
     And starts with....He not I.

      Written July 25,1966 by Doug Lamb; in response to a group that thought otherwise.
  

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