A Psalm of Helen
Helen Murray
When I consider the immensity
of space I bow before you, Lord.
I worship the great God who
made black holes and galaxies.
When my eyes light upon the
skies at sunset, I say ‘Look what
our God has done.”
Amazed, I stand at twilight, as
the colours illuminate the arch
of Heaven.
I look at men. I’m flummoxed
that they say there is no God
Knowing God says they
haven’t any excuse because it’s
downright obvious.
Everything has a cause, down
here, and everything has a
purpose.
You have a plan for each of us,
and You are our Creator.
Your plan is set in concrete. My
feet walk securely on a firm
footing.
I take joy in the path I tread for
You will not be moved.
I will not falter on the
mountainous seas for You are
there.
Your presence is my assurance
constantly.
Are we there yet Lord? How
much longer to await the day
When Yeshua arrives to rule in
radiant majesty. How long?
I see the over-arching blueness
of the sky and shout your
praises day and night.
Mornings and evenings hear my
cry of Hallelujah to your Name.
I stand up [on a mountain top
and salute you with my uplifted
hiking stick
I play with that stick just like
the drum major as on the crest I
leap for joy.
It isn’t enough to shout your
praise. I call upon the people to
join me.
If people won’t rejoice with
me, the trees and the rocks will
dance.
All of nature shouts your glory,
hollers you glory and weeps
your holiness.
Tears of deep, deep joy flow
free. We bellow, ‘Glory to your
Majesty.’
Never enough of giving our
praise to you. Never enough of
giving our thanks to you.
Thank you from our hearts is
pouring. Praises from our souls
are streaming.
You are royal, and You will win
the day
Crowned in victory.
Bridegroom, have your way.
Grandmother, teacher,
bushlover, horse-lover,
gardener, poet (“Poetry with
Punch” published by Tate
Publishers and available in
electronic form on Amazon)
and passionate person,
especially about Jesus.
DOZ Magazine November 2017
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