By J. Randal Matheny © 2016
A greater compass than south or north,
Is knowing above or below:
From heaven only good comes forth,
From the world all evils grow.
So seek those perfect things above,
Where Christ sits on the throne;
God grants us hope and peace and love,
In heavenly ground they’re grown.
To find and hold such treasures on high,
We go to Holy Writ,
Where powers there be on which to rely
And holy robes befit.
Arise from Scripture reason and means,
And strength to reach the end;
In fasting and prayer, in such routines,
We know our God as friend.
Yes, friend and faithful Father is he,
Who saves, protects, and guides;
Above, he hosts eternally,
When cease the frothy tides.