Untitled Poem

Who is like our God
None can compare
Who would ever dare
Stand in the presence of His glorious majesty bare

He holds the Sheppard stick
Taking care of mess quick
Making sure that those that are His will be fit

To stand in that day
Presented faultless in our ways
Who is like our God, I am simply amazed

Who else could see
Through all my vanity
Into my deepest parts and most secret need

In darkness did I hide
My iniquity and my pride
Keeping me from His arms that were opened wide

Then one day He called
I ran and gave my all
He promised me He would catch me when I fall


So in Him do I trust
And when the pain is too much
He heals and restores me with His gentle loving touch

And when I try to stray
That love won't fade away
He uses His Sheppard stick to lead in His way

By this I know I'm His
As crazy as this is
The Most Heavenly Father has made me one of His kids