Praise Jesus - God Is Divine

A lot can happen, but God is great and is there for us - a poem.

The smallest, mightiest village or town
Can often draw a mixed, devoid,
Or abysmal totality -
The swankiest, modern, urban centers
Could range from scurrilous
To abhorrently stressful with grief
And chaos;
Government filings and status
Often become confused and stricken
With scrutiny.
Auto and trucks surging might
Confer a gruesome arrogance
Or barreling groan or mashing
Of steel;
A negative review of an austere
And dreamlike or crucial opportunity
For advancement or hiring
May miss the mark;
Disappointment, stress, health,
And fear might take a feverish,
Desperate hold with gloom
And inhuman deference
The spiteful, cruel option;
Cold, unmanageable debt
And perennial duties
Of the most hated variety
Could arise again
To produce impromptu, jettisoned,
And pardoned time and energy lost.

God is the grandest layer of superior coverage;
The surreal nature of complimentary warmth
Against severe blight -
The range where people spend
Modest time aiming for posters
To shoulder the armaments
For prodigious aim and compromised grit.
The Lord watches over His followers,
As a multitude of facets preclude
And ingratiate His unified grace
And infinite power.
The Almighty is forever committed
To earning humanity’s unending piety
And exceptional faith,
In His exquisite mercy
And loving, soulful, and joyously
Immaculate kindness -
Granting persons immense respect
And their ultimate wishes -
And their unbelievably beautiful,
Familial blessings…