To Find God
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To Find God
“Where can we find God?”
Impetuously, they ask.
—The dead can’t find God.
“How will we find God?”
They persist as if righteous.
—You won’t, God finds you.
“How high shall we climb?”
They at the bottom question.
—'Til you reach heaven.
Naively they rest
Believing God will rescue.
Satan stalks the flock.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2020
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