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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Upon a Pile

Luke 12:7a 
But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.

Upon A Pile

Heaven and earth will pass away;
God will judge this earth one day.
He sees the blood of innocent ones;
And with Him it's not Okay.

Each star up in the galaxies;
All the sand within the restless seas;
Each hair that grows upon our heads.
And ev'ry baby that is conceived.

He keeps in mind and keeps account;
And he gives each one their own name.
How loveless to kill a tiny babe;
To smile a win? Oh what a shame.

Oh will they laugh? will they cheer hurray?
When another little life is gone?
God hates the hands  that shed innocent blood;
How long can we let this crime go on?

- - - - 

Little baby, little life, Oh how sweet;
But no one loved you, nor did care.
Cast you aside, without one tear.
Upon a pile of bodies bare.

But God came down and held you near;
With love carried you to heaven's shore.
Though this world tossed you far away.
God's love will hold you forevermore.

God loves the unloved of this world.
An infant babe, thrown upon a pile.
But one day, on that judgement day.
God will stand up for every child.

Susan Nikitenko
January23rd, 2017

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