Made in His Image

How would it feel to tell the stars to flash
their light across a darkened nighttime sky,
Just talk instead of labile tempers clash
around a blazing fire on mountain high.

To shower skies with snow or water drops,
Or fill the seas with fish and glistening sand,
To tell the sun it’s time to shine – or not,
Or throw a thunderbolt out of my hand.

To make the devil tremble lasting fear
Proclaim that death and sinfulness will fall,
To penetrate perdition through eyes clear,
Provide the cross of life to save us all.

God tells us truth to show the path to choose
and find his love provided me and you.