Out Of Dirt
Written by Semper Fi Reborn
I was at first,
Countless grains of dust blowing in the wind.
Settling briefly on the Earth,
Only to be blown around again.
Parts of me settled hither and yon,
On grass and rock alike.
Neither had I any form,
To give clues as to what I was like.
Then God scooped me up,
Like One Who Has A Plan.
And I heard a Mighty voice exclaim,
Let Us therefore make man!
He shaped and formed,
And molded with speed.
His breath He blew,
Causing me to live and breathe.
I praised Him greatly,
And Glorified Him for His Work.
How Awesome Is Our God?
Who made a man form,
Out of dirt?
2007-12-26
11:36:30
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