Heaven is declaring God’s glory;
the sky is proclaiming his handiwork.
the sky is proclaiming his handiwork.
One day gushes the news to the next,
and one night informs another what needs to be known.
and one night informs another what needs to be known.
Of course, there’s no speech, no words—
their voices can’t be heard—
their voices can’t be heard—
but their sound extends throughout the world;
their words reach the ends of the earth.
their words reach the ends of the earth.
Father, mother, those placed in earthly authority
all these command, deserve
Mention my work, thank me
I reply that I am humbled to receive
Asked to contribute, help, serve
my response is that I would be
And yet, as I gaze, jaw slack
at all He Is,Was,Will Be
within me, around me
every speck, every breath of being
I can do nothing
but give all honor to Him
Joining Peter and the gang talking about honor
The poem is great--I will be reading that again--
ReplyDeleteLove the picture and Psalm 19--
I memorized that chapter a couple of years ago--only the second chapter I have ever memorized--one of my favorites--
HONOR--I join you in honoring Him!
After all is said and done, honoring our Lord is the most important thing. Great post and thoughts here.
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