Frank McEleny


Psalm 107 - Poem by Frank McEleny

Those who wander far from God
And find no place to dwell
they begin to hunger and to thirst
As they approach the gates of hell

Then they cried out unto God
In the depths of their distress
He delivered them and set them free
And they thanked Him for His goodness

He satisfies the longing soul
He fills the hungry heart
He gives living water from above
And every soul a brand new start

Those who dwell in darkness
And refuse to hear their God
Their hearts are brought down very low
As they rebel against God's word

Then they cried out unto God
In the depths of their distress
He delivered them and set them free
And they thanked Him for His goodness

He has broken down the gates of bronze
And cut the bars of iron in two
The gates of hell shall not prevent
The Lord and what He has to do

Those who say there is no God
Are fools and are afflicted
Their sins will lead them near to death
Unless they are convicted

Then they cried out unto God
In the depths of their distress
He delivered them and set them free
And they thanked Him for His goodness

Gods children often times are caught
In storms that God did send
They discover that they need Gods help
As they come to their wits end

Then they cried out unto God
In the depths of their distress
He delivered them and set them free
And they thanked Him for His goodness

God hears the cries of those who call
He creates rivers in the barren place
But the proud mans voice is never heard
From them He turns His holy face


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012



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