Mary Hinshaw

(Winchester, Indiana)

The Golden Roots Of God - Poem by Mary Hinshaw

The roots of God are golden
Untouched by human hands
The self existent Savior
No one can fully understand

With the heavenly name of Jehovah
Reveals himself, as of Deity
And many aspects sweep over us.
When we think of the Trinity

Oh' it is such a mystery,
How our redemption He can preform
Some day we may know the History
Of His great power to transform

He has no beginning and no ending
How can we ever understand?
But with love let us keep on sending,
Good works that we may reach that heaven land

There is no reason for us to fail
Since Christ came down and rent the Vail
And opened unto us heavens door from above
That we may enter with triumphant love.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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