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What an awesome thought
That we can speak to God!
Whether high or low, wherever
We may go; the mighty king ...
The man beneath the bridge,
The beauty queen, the blind
(In fact or in spirit), the
mute,
The simplest, or the honored
graduate!
This King of Kings
Avails Himself as Servant,
A blessed Friend; even
Yanking souls from fires of
hell!
Quietly, with patience for the
aging, ill
Or the tiny voice not yet
speaking;
Still, He waits and listens for
That lovely word that makes us
His!
He is ours, already.
He planned it so. And,
I don’t understand. But,
That’s beside the point.
He has given just the small
'Measure of faith'; a gift for
all!
And, when, in prayer, it’s put
to test,
We find it is enough ...
Not only sufficient, but
strengthened;
Multiplying until it holds us
fast!
Then, prayers are said in
confidence
With faith abounding!
And, when our answers come,
Do they astonish us or will we
Even remember to Thank?
Oh, Blessed Lord ...
Each tiny thought of You is like
A touch of Heaven; each song
That floods my soul or fills my
voice,
A pleasure to respond to ...
Because You wooed and won,
Because You lived and died and
rose,
Because You have awakened
My slumbering heart!
Joan Clifton Costner
Copyrighted 2003. All rights
reserved.
"God hath dealt to every man the
measure of faith."
Ro. 12:3
"My Grace is sufficient for
thee:
for my strength is made perfect
in weakness." II Co. 12:9
He who prays must also believe
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