Classic Poem

Know God is every where
Not to one narrow, partial, spot confined
No not to chosen Israel
He extends through all the vast infinitude
of space At his command the furious
Tempests rise, the blasting of the
breath of his displeasure.

He tells the world of waters when to war
And at his bidding winds and seas are calm
In him not in an arm of flesh I trust
In him whose promise never yet
has failed I place my confidence