Richness and Glory
God causes the day and the night to take their turn.
She permits fires to rage and forests to burn.
He causes clouds to bring forth life-giving rain.
She controls the hands of time and allows it to erase all pain.
There never is a day or night that passes by,
that our merciful Mother, Father cannot hear our cry.
God knows our hearts, so there is no need to fear,
for our Heavenly Mother, Father shall wipe away each and every tear.
Be rich in good works, be willing to give, and be ready to share
then down this narrow path of life, you surely will be treated fair.
Loving thy neighbor as thyself, give God much pleasure.
Do this and God will bless you with riches, no one can measure.
Under the compassionate shadow of Almighty God,
we are safe and secure from the searing heat of sin.
Seek ye first for the Kingdom of Heaven, then surely
only good will come your way, and true living will begin.
Copyright © Wayne Smith | Year Posted 2022
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