Miracles, miracles, everywhere,
God filled our life on earth galore;
He rains His love and mercy fair;
We don't deserve them to the core.
A cat has lives nine, we have more!
In righteous paths, God guides all still;
He opens oft a newer door,
And cares for us when we fall ill.
And yet, some ask, ‘Is there a God? '
How stupid persons tend to be!
God's patience lasts more than His rod;
His grace from heaven rains afree.
Can order sprout on earth on own?
Can life arise from lifeless forms?
Can wood give birth to blood and bone?
Can mankind calm life's many storms?
Ungrateful is the heart of man!
And sinful stays his mind always;
God's wisdom, knowledge, no one can
Unravel, equal, ever face.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-01-2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem