God Of My Fathers Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

God of counsels, and Holy Administrator, what can I say~?
For Wisdom against my foolishness, you help me every day.
God of my fathers, I knew You, s a child, Redeemer Friend.
Loveless and alone, there wasn’t any to help; but You, in the end.

El Shadi, Jehovah, Ancient of Days, how majestic are Your ways.
I love Your Counsels with Wisdom‘s jewels to influence my days.
Still, I questioned You ~ as to why I should so pursue Your Peace.
Varied aspects of Pride ‘trouble others, ’ for strife’s bitter release.

You so cradled me, and delivered me, from Death’s deadly grip.
You took wheels off the Egyptian’s tires~ and let the waters rip.
How marvellous, Mighty One of Israel, is Your power still shown.
Past the Red Sea and Jordan, now into the Promised-Land to roam.

I’m drinking of the Fountain underneath the cloudless sky…
Here’s me abiding in Living-waters~ that never shall run dry.
Glory hallelujah, I am free; oh, how Christ is the Victory-.
Everlasting Father, Lord, Prince of Peace, I love Your reality.

~Milly Hunter (17 September 2006 7: 33 a.m.)