Poetry from Reflections of Eve and Her Daughters
Eve’s Psalm of Thanksgiving
By Marsha Newman
Lift up O heart
Thy praise unto the Father!
For the measure of our creation
Is forever joined with the glory of the earth.
Praise unto Thee,
O Father of our souls!
It is for our children
And their children after them
That Thy hand did shape the world
And all that gives delight therein.
For knowledge leads love gently by the hand,
And my heart lifts up in oblation
To so great a plan
Where God can draw nobility
From the soul of man.
Oh how my soul rejoices in the mercy of our God!
What wisdom in the Father to give us choices.
What graciousness to give us freedom
Though darkened paths we have often trod.
And Earth is our choice!
Even after all –
Even though we fall,
And weep, and lament our birth.
Heaven is our home
But Earth the training field
Where sometime, tried and tested,
Will a harvest of young Gods yield!
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