He Moves Heaven and Earth for Us

by Barb Rose
(Zimbabwe)

In the dread doom of the final hour
When we stand forlorn and forsaken
He tears the curtain by His power
His glorious love is out-shaken.

When trembling and on our knees
We touch the folds of His cloak
Our tears never go unseen
His tender mercy is shown.

When by the machinations of mankind
We are paralyzed and manacled
The power of His angels shine
And we escape unshackled.

When great waters rise before us
And death is not far behind,
His Holy Spirit clears our floors
We walk a passage miracle-lined.

When a desert rage is great
With no nourishment in sight
The Holy Spirit fills our plate
Again we are led by His light.