ArtsAutosBooksBusinessEducationEntertainmentFamilyFashionFoodGamesGenderHealthHolidaysHomeHubPagesPersonal FinancePetsPoliticsReligionSportsTechnologyTravel
  • »
  • Books, Literature, and Writing»
  • Poems & Poetry

The Lord's Own (a poem of inspiration)

Updated on March 24, 2015
Let us give praises to the Lord...
Let us give praises to the Lord...
The sun in day...moon at night...
The sun in day...moon at night...
His gift to us, our futures bright...
His gift to us, our futures bright...
The earth is his and all that is in it...
The earth is his and all that is in it...
The sky, the oceans, the air we breathe...
The sky, the oceans, the air we breathe...
From earthen sod, all that is...
From earthen sod, all that is...
Every new morning has promise...
Every new morning has promise...
A fine new day to begin...
A fine new day to begin...
Praise the Lord...
Praise the Lord...




The great, the small, the meek, the bold,

The Lord accepts us, as we are told.

The scriptures written by hands of men,

Where our recorded history does begin.


Every line is inspired by the hand of God,

Our breaths, his fine gift, from earthen sod.

Each child held strongly by powerful arms,

His protection is great, against all harms.


The small in nature, the weak, the strong,

His creation, and all to him, we belong.

The grand oceans, the earth, the air, our home,

The fish that swim, the animals that roam.


His own son, he shared, because he cared,

By his sweet love, our own lives are spared.

We live our days, as each, a precious gift,

Then as our bodies to pass, our souls to lift.


We shall join him once again, in heavenly praise,

As in unison we all sing, our voices to raise.

Our spirits never die, and forever shall be,

In our celestial home, all loved ones to see.


Across the wide universe, through heavenly skies,

As time, never ending, and every spirit, so flies.

Each galaxy shall spin, before its heavenly gate,

The seeds of creation, provide wonders, so great.


We are the lords own creation, body and soul,

As in prayer we rejoice, our love to extol.

While in thankfulness we sing, his praises to ring,

All honor and glory, to the Lord God, our king.































Comments

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thank you bravewarrior for sharing. whonu

    • bravewarrior profile image

      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      I needed this today. Thank you, whonu.

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thank you my friend. whonu

    • annart profile image

      Ann Carr 2 years ago from SW England

      Such an uplifting, hopeful poem; wonderful!

      Ann