Lord Of All Creation Poem by Michael P. Johnson

As waters flow, as dewdrops cling
High mountains shadows cast
Nature will praise, creation sing
Of He who’s, First & Last

Great trees will raise their arms on high
Wheat fields, wave with delight
Screeching eagles soar in the sky
While winds, whistle in flight

Everything’s heard, nothing can hide
From Heaven love acclaim
The Maker looks on satisfied
With all praising His name

With eyes open, widely dismayed
Creation stands in awe
These wonders, that Heaven’s displayed
Before the days of yore

When fallen had no autumn leaf
No spring had ever sprung
No man or beast had suffered grief
Loves song was being sung

God is the Lord of all creation
Benevolent King supreme
Raising souls from every nation
That drinks from Heaven’s Stream

Life’s well, river, eternal flow
Drinking each their fill
God sees His children far below
Bathing within His will

Looking on high, for direction
Since time was first begun
Remaining in sound connection
Through Jesus Christ His Son…..