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The Lord God of Hosts

The mountains are formed at His hand great and majestic they truly are so high right up to the heavens one can't reach it being so far The forces of the wind He's made blows through every valley and dale so very powerful destroys all before no human withstands can only fail God puts thoughts into man His mind begins only in God alone without divinity it leaves a void all so empty and hard as stone The morning is darkness altogether before God's hand who made it so but also brings light out of darkness so God is one striking such mighty blow All the earth's highs He has tread for His is greater than any name no one can compare to His greatness Lord God of hosts always the same ('For behold, he who forms the mountains and creates the wind, and declares to man what is his thought, who makes the morning darkness, and treads on the heights of the earth— the Lord, the God of hosts, is his name!') Amos 4: 13 (ESV)

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Date: 8/23/2016 11:43:00 PM
Wonderful words about the Lord our God! Enjoyed your poem, Gordon!
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Gordon Mcconnell
Date: 8/24/2016 3:01:00 AM
thanks so much Laura, glad you enjoyed it, will check out your page soon, are you new on AP?, blessings from Scotland, Gordon

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