I think that no one listens—God hears
The humble man who walks in faith, and fears
The Lord. What man may do has little meaning
When God for blessed saints is intervening.
Serving God is more than life,
To please him is more than man’s esteem;
What power to walk in holy light!
All other paths are hard and steep.
The Liar’s way is best, he claims:
He smooths the bumps and opens doors,
But hides the truth, and in festive clothes
He paints the painful face of death. Continue reading
Shout for joy to God, our source of strength,
In our distress we called, and he reached down;
He welcomes all to refuge in his tent,
By him the lonely heart is loved and known. Continue reading