This is a poem by my father Amos Lockhart that he wrote while in the hospital in 1972. He was 65 at the time


I Heard God Speak Tonight

I heard God speak tonight,
Not in a dream or spirit of fright.
For the silent voices from the starry sky
Kept saying so plainly, "Here am I."

I heard God speak today
Thru' a window to my romm of a hospital stay.
Tho' my human weakness had gone to its length,
The beautiful scenery seem to say,
"Lean upon the Lord, He'll renew your strength"

I heard God as I looked at the hills and trees,
The buildings, the streets, spoke thru' a breeze,
"I am God of the mountain, the field and land.
I sat them in place then created man."

While the heavens declare the glory of God
And all creation is set in motion by a sacred nod,
Then why should I not trust tho' I troubled be,
When His great hand is reaching out to help
This creature, even me.

Amos H. Lockhart 9/1972



Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2007-03-01 at 18:21

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You do right in praising and remembering your father by posting his texts! A good father is a rare and most precious gift that ought never to be taken for granted.
2007-03-01


Kathy Lockhart
i remember this one. What a wonderful man our daddy was. Truly we have been blessed. Thank you God for giving us such a beautiful family. Thank you sis for posting these poems. You have me teary-eyed now.
2007-03-01