Pantheism
When I think on the hearts of men
And man’s worship of creation;
The glory of the immortal God
Exchanged for nature’s animation.
Such foolish hearts so darkened
In pretense of wisdom fair.
It surely amazes me how long
This type of worship God will bear.
From before the time of Tammuz
Reincarnation had its immortality.
Eagles, lions and man’s image
Have been worshipped in man’s creativity.
The God of all creation
Hasn’t taken a redeeming place,
But rather God’s creation—
Man still worships face to face.
Man is left without excuses
For God’s invisible qualities
Have been forever on display,
Amongst man’s pantheistic antiquities.
But is man now obedient?
Left his pantheism behind?
Never, no never—
For his disobedience remains blind
God created for man’s pleasure
And to sustain his soul,
But man heralded creation
As his worship goal.
Not heeding God’s judgment
Given over to lusts and impurity;
Foolish hearts remain darkened
By pantheism’s obscurity.
Copyright © 2009-2012 Maureen LeFanue
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