Who really understands anger,
When the Lord would pour out His wrath;
For it would feel so much stronger,
As it would be crossing your path.
A person fears it even more,
Understanding of His fury;
After they are caught by a lure,
And God is the judge and jury.
We need Him to teach us each day,
So that we may grow in the wisdom;
So we are not going astray,
But training us for His kingdom.
How long do you think it shall be,
Before that day He will arrive;
And all of the graves you will see,
Once more the dead will be alive.
We must be satisfied each day,
With His mercy as well as grace;
As we joyfully praise and pray,
In preparing us for His place.
So let us see what we can do,
As His children see His power;
Lifting us up with each day through,
Till arrival of the hour.
Allow the kindness of the Lord,
Make us fruitful with voice and hands;
Never letting it be ignored,
Everything that He commands.
Copyright © 2011 Richard Newton Sherrer
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