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The sailors were glad,
That the storm had quit;
Since it was real bad,
And it was not fit.
God guided them back,
To the harbor free;
Of knowledge they lack,
As skillful at sea.
Let them praise and thank,
The Lord for His grace;
Be candid and frank,
Now in a safe place.
Let them glorify,
As people gather;
Shown to signify,
He is the Father.
God changes rivers,
Into a desert;
As cold brings shivers,
For heat to divert.
As the thirsty ground,
Brings a fertile crop;
And green all around,
As the drought does stop.
There God settles those,
Who hunger and thirst;
Where the river flows,
They will be the first.
They will plant in fields,
Vineyards for the wine;
For abundant yields,
They thank the Divine.
Decent people see,
Nether brave nor fool;
Could this ever be,
By breaking a rule.
Picture in your eyes,
One humbled and meek;
That can be so wise,
With wisdom to seek.
C Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer
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