God Sits on High

 

 

God sits on high

And He looks down low,

Some words from a song

That I know.

 

And He walks with me

Via His Holy Spirit

And also His Son

So, He just doesn't sit.

 

My constant companion

All along life’s way

And they never leave me

Even when I stray.

 

I used the word they

But don’t be transfixed,

God is the Father, Son

And Holy Spirit.

 

Omnipresent in the Spirit

Revealed by the Son

And he bids the penitent

Unto Him to come.

 

Who, in no wise

Would He ever cast out

And from my experience,

I haven’t a doubt.

 

“God sits on high

And he looks down low”

Can be more than a song

When to Him we go.

 

He is a real experience

Not an imaginary illusion

For, very unlike the world,

He is not a magician.

 

His miracle is for time

And eternity too,

Not for just a split second

Like magicians do.

 

A momentary thrill!

The offer of this world

But God’s gift is eternal

Like He says in His Word.

 

Served up on a cross

Two millennia ago,

His only begotten Son

Whom I now know.

 

Crucified and buried:

A testament that Jesus died,

No trick or scheme

Like magicians hide.

 

He rose from the dead

And he ascended on high

And he is coming again

Just like he prophesied.

 

He has prepared a place

Where? I don’t exactly know

But wherever he is,

There I will go.

 

To be with him forever

Never to leave,

This is the assurance he gives

To all who believe.

 

Now God sits on high

And God looks down low

And the Holy Spirit leads me

In the way I should go.

 

Stewart Russell © February 15, 2022