God is no stranger in faraway places,

[fearnot]

author unknown


God is no stranger in faraway places,
He's as close as the wind that blows on our faces.
It's true we can't see the wind as it blows,
But we feel it around us and our heart surely knows,
That God's mighty hand can be felt every minute.


There is nothing on earth, that God is not in.
The sky and the stars, the waves and even the sea,
The dew on the grass, the leaves on a tree,
Are constant reminders of God and His nearness,
Proclaiming His presence with crystal-like clearness

Trust In God!

So how can we think God was far, far away,
When we feel Him beside us every hour of the day?
We have plenty of reasons to know God's our friend
And this is one friendship that time cannot end!

 

[sunshine307]

Who else could have created such beauty as we see around us but our awesome God. And He's with us every step we take.

 

[Snowrose]

Oh I want to sing the glory of our God and how great He is:

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

Praise His Holy Name!