My God Poem by Stephanie Hazle

You cause me to laugh uncontrollably
My strength is truly the joy of the Lord!
There is nothing I face that makes me to worry
Nor can any man thwart my peace
For You are the Giver of life
The heavens and the earth declare You Lord

The trees outstretch their limbs to praise You
The birds soar without knowing how they will be fed
The seas billow at Your beckon call
They are made to stop wherever You instruct
The storms are powerless at the raising of Your hand.
And the Sun gives light upon Your words: "Let there be light"

You provide such protection
Not even I can cause my own harm
For like a blanket, You cover me
Shielding me from the perils of my own shortcomings
My insecurities fall prey to Your all encompassing love
What an awesome God you are.

You are love personified
I have known the look, the smell and the taste of it.
Love is the sweet and alluring aroma of my coffee
Love is the taste of satisfaction as my thirst is forever quenched.
Love is the sight of You, Jesus
It is the freedom of being Your child.

Love is in the skies…
The light pillow formed, soft clouds on a bright day
The mighty and powerful bursts of thunder
Pregnant with Your magnificence.
It is the vibrance in the life around us
The humming of everyday hustle and bustle

It is in the light
Where darkness cannot thrive.
Uncontainable, reckless, unbiassed as it shines
Even in the depths of hell does Your light shine
Evil shudders at the mention of the name
Jesus, King, Messiah, Lord of lords, King of kings!

My God! My God! How great you are.
Though the snare of the devil is upon us
And daily he seeks to devour and destroy
Still your victory over the earth
Remains undefiled, unrivalled, victorious.
God of redemption! You saved my soul.

When the distorted words penetrate our skulls
Infest our minds and contaminate our temples
Your Word, like a sharp edged knife, is able to pierce us
It repairs and comforts, reproves yet restores.
It seeks out the lost, even without their looking
Your Word is a light to my feet, music to my ears
A sword in my hand, yet sweeter than honey.