Throne Of God Poem by George Samuel

Throne Of God



Take to the clouds '
O friend, heaven's not loud;
The boisterous thunder not king '
Craving attention for what the rain brings;
Thine O Lord is the sceptre of all power '
At your command the rain showers;
And you made green again, '
Healing from pain.

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