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God's Murder Trial

In the court of public opinion
God is called forth and questioned
What He could and would opposing
Options and opportunity queered
 
God's commands to kill
His unwillingness to cure
Heal thus the grave silence still
As the judgement in men's words pore
 
God is the Master Craftsman
One of a kind builder Maker
Waste to taste countermand
Proving all things as  a Tester
 
What men see are but results
Who and what did survive
God's purpose remains resolute
By what remains alive
 
Moses threw down what God hewed
Priceless the piece He lost
No do overs for God I conclude
Moses had to replace at his cost
 
The potter takes in hand the clay
But the shape will not obey
Still wet the Maker will not play
Returned will it not still abide
 
Housed in the Glory of God
Are all things whatever the make up
Be careful how you judge God's would
The Maker has every right when to say stop

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Emma Theedom

I love the twists in your poems!
Bringing faith to the court! Excellent!

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Nathenial Jones

Thank you Emma, God is many ways is on trial...would to God He may find a witness in me...smile...nj

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Valerie Beasley...

Well,  Nathenial then HE will find at least two. I surely am a witness to what he has done in my life!  The world has been tried and found wanting, however, HE did send his SON to set things to rights for those of us who believe.  Excellent write!  Blessings to you and yours!

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Nathenial Jones

Valerie...Your witness is awesome...smile...let us take our bow before this great cloud of on lookers...Lord Bless...nj

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