SWEET SUNSET:Sketches of God’s goodness!

Do you also need a poem

No you don’t deserve it

Not even if you would wanna quit

You made your maker sit

To command and make you fit

Up high in the heavens

As He spoke into the horizon

And there rooted your place in perfection

He spoke into the darkness

And made you its sharpness

In a glow so flawless

And made light out of you

So no you deserve no glory

For your glory rests in the one who made you wholly

You are a single piece in his masterpice of perfection

His name God Lord Almighty

The founder of heavens and all its deity

And you a shine upon His footstool

The earth and point of His cool

To God be the glory always

PePa.

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