Poem -

It's In The Code Of Our DNA

We can't help but worship a god
It's in the code of our DNA

Did our god appear
when Areon throw gold into the fire
Out came the image of a calf ?

Why do we bow our knee
before gods of flesh and stone
that don't answer us when we speak ?
Ā 
We spend hour in their temples
trying to commune with them
We are alway left standing all empty and alone.

We can't help but worship a god
It's in the code of our DNA

There is a God that did not appear by human hands

His visitation to the Hebrews at the Mt. SinaiĀ 
Ā consumed the mountain with fire,smoke ,lightning,Ā 
He spoke to them with a voice of many trumpets

There is a God who left His Holy temple
He condensed Himself by becoming flesh to commune with you and me

There is a God
Who sacrificed His wealth
to purchase the dept that kept impoverished soul in prison
that they may be set free from spiritual poverty

There is a God who gave us His Holy Spirit
That our communion we have with Ā Him
May be closer then the air around us that we breath

We can't help but worship a god
It's in the code of our DNA

I am going to worship,I am going to bow my knee
To God by the only name give under Heaven
Ā Jesus The Christ

Written By Stephen J.VattimoĀ 
August 24,2014

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