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Giggles Above.
As he sits on the throne...!
The Lord laughs aloud!
With bellows of thunder,
And the lightening cloud.
He sits up above...
Watching below;
Looking to see,
Which way we go?
When we do good,
His smile lights the sky,
We believe and we follow,
Without asking why.
When he is sad...
The rain falls like tears;
For it's the devils work,
That brings forth the Lord's fears.
The Almighty above...
Looking down with grace;
Chuckles with laughter,
While tears stream his face.
His laughter is the medicine!
That heals our pain…
And when things go well…
Yes, he's laughing again!
Imagine him above;
Tittering with glee,
That's what I like to think,
That the Lord's laughing at me!
©Catherine Inglesby 1995
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