Mighty angels , serve HIM day and night,
Surely the KING of heaven must be a beautiful sight!!
But HE craves and longs for my attention, why?
While heaven dares not even to stand to HIS side
All dominion belongs to HIM, all power and all authority,
HE created all through HIS WORD, without much difficulty.
Though HE rules the heaven above,
Wonder why HE chose to show me love…
But of all wonders, that I could feel
Is that when I read of Jesus’ weep,
At HIS dear friend Lazarus’ funeral,
HE was when, with mourners, encircled.
Surely HE has command over death,
HE definitely saw what would happen next…
Yet, HE felt not a pinch of insensitivity,
He didn’t seem to show-off HIS authority..
HE was touched, HE was moved,
HE wept, HE still weeps, alongside you.
HE can’t stand your tears and cries,
Amidst your adversity, HE is nigh.
While your tears fall and only dry,
Remember HE feels your every sigh…
While you stand there saying, “Does HE hear?”
Remember HE bottles your every tear…