Skeptics who are plagued by doubts, <br />like Pharaoh, must beware lest God <br />resorts to miracles and flouts <br />the laws of nature, acting odd. <br />The Bible tells us that His tricks, <br />concealed beneath His mighty sleeve, <br />can fool His doubters, and deep six <br />in Reed Seas those who don't believe <br />in miracles. I think I'll play <br />it safe, because I I don't like blood <br />in water, or the frogs that stay <br />inside the house and not on mud, <br />disgusting lice, and wild, wild beasts, <br />and pestilence and pus and boil, <br />and hail that rains on joyful feasts, <br />or locusts ravaging the soil, <br />and darkness when it should be light, <br />and death that suddenly appears, <br />precisely striking at midnight <br />the firstborn, sleeping on their biers. <br />In hope of such plagues to avoid <br />I now to God declare and shout: <br />'If what I've written has annoyed, <br />don't plague me. I renounce all doubt! ! ' <br />If what I've written He will hear <br />I'm sure I will not come to grief, <br />unless He thinks I'm insincere, <br />and sadly quite beyond belief.<br /><br />gershon hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/plagued-by-doubts/
