The God Of Victory!
With a broken heart still beating,
While brothers bled and died,
A young boy prayed unceasing
With tears no more he cried...
With parents gone, alone, he knelt,
In hiding, no-one near
And yet with all the faith he felt,
In hopes that God would hear...
The shadow of the sun moved long
As dawn and noon passed by,
His body weak, yet faith grew strong,
As if it couldn't die...
Then, suddenly, he heard God's voice,
'Your prayer is heard, My son...
And answered if you make the choice
For what must yet be done...'
The boy replied, 'Explain it, Lord,
Reveal the future years! '
God said, 'Think not of years yet stored,
But every day that nears...
I am the God of Victory,
The King of Conquests, too,
The Author of Man's History,
Creating all things new...'
The boy's heart warmed with flames of fire,
His face like burning gold,
The emblems of the Lord's desire,
His message to be told...
Thus all who saw the boy asked why
And he revealed God's Word...
And faithful souls let out a sigh
As prophecies were heard...
The boy preached here, the boy preached there,
The Bible in his hand,
With parables beyond compare
Across the blood-stained land...
And thoughts of vengeance faded fast
And prayers outpoured like wine...
And gently peace was spread at last,
Anointed and divine...
His generation knew such peace,
The land was richly blessed,
They say God's wonders never cease,
Forgiveness proves the test...
Will we forgive? Will we share love?
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poem by Denis Martindale
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