He took a little lump of black coal
And with His hands made it a stone
The pressure that He firmly applied
It’s beauty made it stand out alone
He took the stone that he had made
And turned it into a dazzling gem
When He placed by all the others
It was more brilliant than all of them
And the diamond that He had made
He cut and set it aside for only me
In the crown that I have earned
It will be placed there for all to see
He took a little pile of fine dust
And created man with flesh and bone
He took a rib from His creation
Made woman so man wouldn’t be alone
He watched His creation turn, walk away
Satan, he had made fools of them
Lord Jesus, he came to Earth one day
The Devi’s onslaught He would stem
And because of God’s redemption plan
Homes in heaven where glory abounds
One day soon He will call my name
And in His presence, I will there be found
This pile of fine dust that I have become
That God decreed that I would be
Will someday wear that lump of coal
In my golden crown for all to see
The Hoosier Wordsmith contains short stories and poetry pertaining to life’s experiences and trials. The content contains varying subject matter from humor, satire, patriotism and God’s everlasting love.
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
COAL AND DUST
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