Anything that's hard
God does it Himself
He does all of the hard things
It's just the easy things
That are left.
Like making a man
Then breathe into him
To make him walk
Or to make him stand
At the blink of an eye
or the clap of a hand.
Nothing is hard
Not under the sun
We have restrictions
God's work is done.
Like making a bird
Then making it fly
Just having the power
Over everything
To make it live
Or to let it die.
Life can be funny
Can cause us to feel shy
But here's where we make it
If but we just try.
For anything that's hard
God does it Himself
He does all of the hard things
It's just the easy things
That are left.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anything-thats-hard/
