After God’S Own Heart
In his family being last
A teenager was considered outcast
But he spent time in fields so vast
Thoughts of his Creator left him aghast
All his siblings were employed
While he to shepherding was deployed
He yearned to see military operation
Yet got reproved on any expedition
On an auspicious day
Their house looked very gay
“Papa, can I see our guest today?”
He pleaded with dismay.
“Just this day alone leave me free
I’ll talk to the visitor with some glee”
“Attend to work you inquisitive brat
Who’ll take care of sheep-those unruly gnats?”
Kicked by his father he did weep
Slowly spoke to his mother about the sheep
“Mama, allow me to join the feast today
Please speak to papa about my stay”
His mom turned a deaf ear to his plea
“To the meadows you please flee
I ought to do a lot of work over here
Besides cleaning dishes piled up there.”
Fresh wheat bread from flour so fine
Tasty juice from the fruit of vine
Minced mutton roast, with delicious meat
Aroma arouse beckoning everyone to eat
He looked after his sheep yet thought
Perhaps something the guest had brought
All his agonies he sent upward
Anticipated help from heavenward
Expected guest visited his house
An important question he did arouse
He never sat to eat over there
But questioned, “Is everyone here?”
To control a rebellious lot
That rejected God and sought
A man over them to rule
To appear on a horsse or mule
Almighty’s thoughts you never can have
It’s ‘Always the best’ in your heart engrave
By outward appearance never framed
Nor by man can they be rephrased
His elders brothers although mighty
Were turned down by the Almighty
Unlike man, everyday God looks at you
Therefore, enrich your faith with this clue
Prophet proclaimed: “Send word for the youngest one
Until he comes I cannot taste any beef or bun”
Rejected son was remembered by God
Almighty lifts those despised from sod
Thus David, a shepherd crowned as king
Always loved to play harp and sing
In God’s presenced he did bring
Praises of the everlasting king
All through life’s up and downs
They hailed him king in all the towns
In God’s presence he found harmony
About him this was God’s testimony
Diligently sought and never in part.
‘A man after My own heart’
Copyright © Esther Robinson | Year Posted 2007
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