When God Poem by S.W. Clark
When God
When God accepts the bumbling one
Grooping under the Sun
tills his soul with compassionate want
grasping him as his son
When God eats of worm and germ
vindicating the poor defender
Sustaining the famished weary body
Placing evil asunder.
Then all will know
that He is as we
The day He feels our pains
but hurt and doubt will always be
When God on His throne remains.
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