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<blockquote data-quote="afishamongmany" data-source="post: 69016466" data-attributes="member: 314780"><p><u>A Proclamation</u></p><p></p><p>Our God is God, The Living God.</p><p>Nothing is that is not His.</p><p>From His giving comes our being.</p><p>By His willing we exist.</p><p></p><p>Our God is God, The Living God.</p><p>Nothing is that is not His.</p><p>His timelessness gives us time,</p><p>In His infinity is our space.</p><p></p><p>Our God is God, The Living God.</p><p>Nothing is that is not His.</p><p>By His Person we are people,</p><p>We who know this God of grace.</p><p></p><p>The rains fall, the rivers flow, the oceans swell, the night sky glows,</p><p>With myriad lights above, below, heaven and earth their riches show.</p><p>Wide-winged eagle gliding high, out of the blue his eagle eye</p><p>Sees man and beast below go by, sees how all the land does lie.</p><p>On flowered slopes a burly ram stands to defend his harem.</p><p>If fox or wolf would take a lamb suddenly he'll run and slam.</p><p></p><p>All is ordered, all ordained even chaos has its name.</p><p>Our God is God, The Living God,</p><p>Nothing is that is not His.</p><p></p><p>Men do not see Him yet they see.</p><p>Men do not hear Him yet they hear.</p><p>Men say, He is not, yet they are</p><p>But they do not know for what.</p><p>From where they are and to where they go,</p><p>That also they do not know.</p><p></p><p>From Pharaoh's serpent helmet through Alexander's brazen phalanx</p><p>To the Sun King's cruel radiance,</p><p>Men have ruled upon the earth, enslaved and slaughtered, amassed wealth.</p><p>From the magic of Jannes and Jambres through Aristotle's logic</p><p>To Mazerin The Prince's politics,</p><p>Men have been enthralled, clear thought clouded</p><p>By shows and shadows and sleight of mind.</p><p></p><p>Rulers rise, civilisations corrupt, devils divide, deceive, disrupt.</p><p>But our God is God The Living God,</p><p>Nothing is that is not His.</p><p></p><p>Incarnate He entered in,</p><p>Into the unholy din of our sorry history,</p><p>We who fail and fall and fall and fail.</p><p>With hands and feet He pinned the serpent sin to the bloody tree.</p><p>There, there was He nailed, instead of me.</p><p></p><p>The King did die, Long live the King!</p><p>His Kingdom comes, O people sing!</p><p>Seated on clouds with sickle sharp</p><p>He'll cut through the corn, we'll rise like larks.</p><p>Our songs will lift the roof off the skies</p><p>And on earth no hiding place from the eagle's eye.</p><p></p><p>Silver trumpets let sound and golden bells chime.</p><p>Our God is God, The Living God.</p><p>I am His and He is mine.</p><p></p><p>¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤</p><p>><></p><p></p><p>And he has put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God:</p><p><em><strong>many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.</strong></em></p><p><em>4 Blessed is that man that makes the Lord his trust,</em></p><p><em>and respects not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.</em></p><p><em>5 Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,</em></p><p><em>and thy thoughts which are to us-ward:</em></p><p><em>they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:</em></p><p><em>if I would declare and speak of them,</em></p><p><em>they are more than can be numbered. </em></p><p>Psalm 40</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="afishamongmany, post: 69016466, member: 314780"] [U]A Proclamation[/U] Our God is God, The Living God. Nothing is that is not His. From His giving comes our being. By His willing we exist. Our God is God, The Living God. Nothing is that is not His. His timelessness gives us time, In His infinity is our space. Our God is God, The Living God. Nothing is that is not His. By His Person we are people, We who know this God of grace. The rains fall, the rivers flow, the oceans swell, the night sky glows, With myriad lights above, below, heaven and earth their riches show. Wide-winged eagle gliding high, out of the blue his eagle eye Sees man and beast below go by, sees how all the land does lie. On flowered slopes a burly ram stands to defend his harem. If fox or wolf would take a lamb suddenly he'll run and slam. All is ordered, all ordained even chaos has its name. Our God is God, The Living God, Nothing is that is not His. Men do not see Him yet they see. Men do not hear Him yet they hear. Men say, He is not, yet they are But they do not know for what. From where they are and to where they go, That also they do not know. From Pharaoh's serpent helmet through Alexander's brazen phalanx To the Sun King's cruel radiance, Men have ruled upon the earth, enslaved and slaughtered, amassed wealth. From the magic of Jannes and Jambres through Aristotle's logic To Mazerin The Prince's politics, Men have been enthralled, clear thought clouded By shows and shadows and sleight of mind. Rulers rise, civilisations corrupt, devils divide, deceive, disrupt. But our God is God The Living God, Nothing is that is not His. Incarnate He entered in, Into the unholy din of our sorry history, We who fail and fall and fall and fail. With hands and feet He pinned the serpent sin to the bloody tree. There, there was He nailed, instead of me. The King did die, Long live the King! His Kingdom comes, O people sing! Seated on clouds with sickle sharp He'll cut through the corn, we'll rise like larks. Our songs will lift the roof off the skies And on earth no hiding place from the eagle's eye. Silver trumpets let sound and golden bells chime. Our God is God, The Living God. I am His and He is mine. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ><> And he has put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: [I][B]many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.[/B] 4 Blessed is that man that makes the Lord his trust, and respects not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies. 5 Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. [/I] Psalm 40 [/QUOTE]
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