He made the universe, the stars, the earth,
to shake in fear of Him should not seem odd,
Who set my soul and self before my birth.
Yet He’s a personal God that I address,
Who holds me in His palm with tenderest care,
Who asks that I His Godliness confess,
and finally His divinity to share.
He wants me personally Himself to know,
He orders me Him personally to love,
He hopes that I will personally serve Him so
He personally takes me to heaven above.
Why should I so in fear and trembling be
with One Who’s, oh, so personal with me?
-- by Pete Voelz 12/23/11
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