✨Praising God - Thou Paintes Our Lives ~~
(A Psalm of the Enlightened)
What can a man do… without God?
Build things that wear out?
Yes.
Invent. Plan. Plant.
But who knows the depths of many hearts?
Who discerns the seeds of destiny in another soul?
Not I.
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Can we make the flowers sing?
Can we command the rivers to flow,
Or guide the seagull through Southern winds?
Can we cause joy to rise with the morning,
Or birth truth through reason alone?
No.
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Can we awaken a heart from sorrow,
Or give meaning to suffering without divine light?
Can we see the greater purpose behind our steps —
Without the One who writes the map?
Never.
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But with God —
With His help, under His gentle hand:
Civilisations may prosper.
Cultures bloom like sacred gardens.
River birds sing their songs of praise.
The morning dawn kisses away the dark.
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All order, all rhythm, all purpose —
Come from the Breath of the Creator.
Such is the Way of God,
In all of His Creations.
Seen and unseen.
Spoken and secret.
Eternal and true.
Amen. †
Cherish, Cherishing More ✨✨
