God’s love draws out the best in a man,
In a woman once tangled by thorny vines
Circumstances crowd all about with pitfalls
And endless other snares of this world;
Without the Most High’s grace and mercy
Each one of us, each generation caught in the base, common traps.
The kind hand of love from heaven lifts each soul the same
Impartial, whether male or female
Young, old, rich or poor,
A kind holy hand pulls from the muck and stench and refuse,
Filth both seen and unseen.
Every honest need honestly met
God of good comfort always ready
Father of burning compassion loves to show His love even more
Slender golden arrows fly precisely from heaven’s Throne
Countless angels always busy
Involved in every detail of our needs,
A depth of care hardly imagined.
Then He rises, the Son of Man who led the final war charge,
Sharpest spearhead of eternal divine power thrust forth.
* Lies and falsehoods of this world evaporate quickly. Truth exposes the thin vapors to light and heat. Creative truth that plants a good seed and causes it to grow in a precious human destined to bear good fruit visible through the shadows and fog or this temporary place. Even you!