One day I was thinking about all the people all over the world who were praising God at the same time. Then I thought of all those who weren't. This poem is the result.
Praise the Lord............ Psalm 150:1-6

A Shame
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It seems to me a crying shame,
That folk forget to praise His name.
That on their merry way they go,
Not caring that He loves them so.
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Rushing here and rushing there,
Blindly on without a care.
Never pausing to take breath,
Until they meet with trouble or death.
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And then they stop for just a mo,
To ask Gods help which way to go.
While all around them they can't see,
His gift of love so rich, so free.
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So if today a word you'll share,
To tell them of God's love and care.
Of how He sent His only Son,
And through His death the Victory's won.
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Then at last the world would see,
Just what He means to you and me.
Then they too with loud acclaim,
Would kneel to praise the Saviour's name.
 Copyright Jack Brown © 1993

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