His Glory

© 2012 Pimmi Nag

© 2012 Pimmi Nag

You love him even though you have never seen him. Though you do not see him now, you trust him and praise him, and you are filled with a glorious, inexpressible joy. (1 Peter 1:8)

 

Dear Father, I don’t see Your face;

But feel You in a warm embrace

In every single grain of sand;

The darkened, veined, brown, wrinkled hands dispensing grace.

 

The beating wings of birds in flight,

In rustling leaves in breeze at night,

I hear Your whisper softly say,

I love you; please know this today; in this delight.

 

At every turn Your glory’s seen;

Deep, lasting rain that washes clean,

To golden sun which dries and warms.

If I allow, I’ll be informed with each new scene.

 

Each day I notice more and more

My acumen increased by score

Your Word’s intentions are revealed

Which formerly were once concealed; Son, I adore!

 

And I, though I do not know how,

Can see Your splendor even now

Through eyes which see my looking glass

And realize Your Spirit’s vast Vine to my bough.

 

So grateful You did gift me grace

And unrestricted loving space

To come to You; You set me free.

In freedom, now I hear, I see; You rescued me.

 

Now all of us, with our faces unveiled, reflect the glory of the Lord as if we are mirrors; and so we are being transformed, metamorphosed, into His same image with ever-increasing glory, just as the Spirit of the Lord accomplishes it. (2 Corinthians 3:18)

12 comments

  1. Another one of your beautiful poems. That shows your heart for God to the world. What a testimony.We are traveling and in a area where data is all but none.

    Have been missing you.

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    1. Oh, thank you, Tom. Safe travels. Sometimes the silence away from the the clutter of the internet is good; more time with Him. 🙂

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  2. I like this one best. Your thoughts are always grace-full and true but this style is unusual and probably difficult to work with. Is it? Regardless, the poem is lovely.

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    1. Thank you, Kitsy. The style is Florette and it’s become my favorite. I like the challenge and the cadence.

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      1. lovely

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  3. His grace n wisdom…vw

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  4. Beautiful Susan. It reminds me if a line in a poem that I once read that said the sun shines on each grape on the vine as if it shines only for that grape.

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    1. Thank you, Paul. Lovely.

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      1. As an aside Susan, I just did a guest post over at Cordelia’s Mom and I would be honored if you had the time to drop by for a read https://cordeliasmomstill.com/2016/05/09/good-chemistry-guest-post-by-paul-curran/comment-page-1/#comment-17125 Thank you.

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      2. Of course I will.

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  5. A glorious poem of praise. It lifted me. All the best. Kris.

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    1. Thank you, Kris. I’m so glad. I pray you feel peace and comfort this Sabbath Day.

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