How could my faith not know depth?

When the stars shine, their brilliance blinding

distance with glory, creation unwinding
I lay, chilled rock keeping me
Yearning at once to finally see
These my God placed by His power
In the unlimited ivory tower
His wisdom eternal steals my breath
& I ask myself, “How could my faith not know depth?”
 
Still the leaf, the ocean, the tree
The sea itself with intricacy
Screams to all, that all may see
That all may listen to their plea
These my God placed by His strength
With fixed height and measured length
He takes me on to higher steps
& I ask myself, “How could my faith not know depth?"
 
Beyond the simple nature scene
The Creator comes pure and clean
Emmanuel, Dove descending
We doubt and believe He’s pretending
He my God, of grace and truth
All He calls not one will lose
Lovely Deity, He humbly wept
& I ask myself, “How could my faith not know depth?”
 
Wood, thorns, wine, spear, nail
How could the Son of God be impaled
All my depts on records filled
All because the Father willed
He my God placed by His Father
His blood and flesh to eternally offer
Giving life till’ there was none left
& I ask myself, “How could my faith not know depth?”
 
Time moves on
As does the stone
For all His children
To atone
He my God rising at last
Redeeming His own from future and past
And as He leaves the ashes of death
I feel at last, faith with depth 

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