In the glory of the heavens
How can anyone come close
To numbering the stars out there?
You would surely get a dose–
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Of eyeball circles,
Wanting to deliver
One star from another where
Some seem to merge together.
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Countless! Numbering impossible!
With just part of the sky
Visible to the telescope, not
To mention the naked eye!
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Numberless, like, the sands of the sea.
Countless may come closer to fact
Than an exaggerated number out there
Giving number to the birds in the sky.
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Coming within a fraction
But that is what my God can do!
My God of compassion!
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Countless? Numberless? God knows all!
Every tree, every plant that grows!
Made them all, the plants and trees!
What does He not know?
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Knows my thoughts, dreams, concerns,
Sure, knows my every need!
“Cattle on a thousand hills…”
In pleasant pastures feed!
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Sure, “God will take care of you”
Let Him! Trust Him! Believe!
“He will never leave nor forsake!”
“Ask and you shall receive!”
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Of course, we have done wonders
Through Christ’s cross heeding,
But only God creates life!
Through His word, seeming!
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Spread the word, God sows the seed!
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Sam Cox 09.07.10
Poems from His heart 