Denis Martindale Poems

When God looked down from Heaven's Throne to Job upon the Earth,
God saw Job's faith had fully grown and that this man had worth...
God told the Devil of this man, so righteous and so pure.
God said, 'He does the best he can, almost without a flaw...'
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The teacher prayed to God above for wisdom day-by-day,
For only He had perfect love and insights to relay.
The teacher saw the vision come and looked at it amazed,
For it was meant for all not some, yet not a word was phrased.
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I saw her in a midnight dream,
She read the words I wrote...
She thought my poem quite supreme
And of it soon took note...
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Because Christ is the King of Kings,
The Lord of Lords as well,
His is the power for all things,
In Heaven, Earth and Hell,
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A fellow poet asked me this,
As if he'd never lived,
To feel love's touch and heartfelt bliss,
To call it God's great gift...
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The lone wolf, like a statue stood,
Feet firmly in the snow,
Surveying all the neighbourhood
While feeling somewhat low...
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And can it be, this day has come,
Recalled by that selective some,
Who still survive what came to be,
For folks like those and folks like me?
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My word, that guy could really write,
He knew what words to use,
Yes, even if he took all night
And day in what he'd choose...
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No poems can I leave behind to bless my children here,
Because, you see, of all Mankind, no woman sought me near...
No wife, no child, to grace my home, no future legacy,
No need reciting of a poem or any poetry...
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If not for Jesus, this I know, lost souls can't be set free,
That's why my Jesus chose to go to Calvary for me.
God's revelation showed me all, no secret to conceal,
My heart received a miracle, beyond what it can feel.
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