Whatever
         Whatever you think, never think what 
you feel
         You would blush, in the presence of God, to reveal;
    
     Whatever you speak, in a whisper or clear,
         Say nothing you 
would not like Jesus to hear.
         Whatever you read, though the 
page may allure,
         Read nothing of which you are perfectly sure
    
     Consternation at once would be seen in your look
         If God should 
say solemnly, "Show me that book."
         Whatever you write, 
though in haste or in heed,
         Write nothing you would not like Jesus 
to read;
         Whatever you sing, in the midst of your glees
        
 Sing nothing His listening ear would displease.
         Whenever 
you go, never go where you fear
         Lest the great God should ask you, 
"How camest thou here?"
         Turn away from each pleasure you'd shrink 
from pursuing
         If God should look down and say, "What are you 
doing?"
         Whatever you wear, can you be very sure
        
 That the feelings it quickens are blameless and pure?
         Would your 
face be unblushing and conscience be clear
         Should your wardrobe be 
opened and Jesus appear?
         When you think, when you 
speak, when you read, when you write,
         When you sing, when you walk, 
when you seek for delight,
         To be kept from all wrong when at home or 
abroad,
         Live always as under the eyes of the Lord.  ~ ~ 
~
               (Author unknown)
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i got this in my email i think... whew - heavy. even tho it's not a new line of thought it sure does make you stop & think... & blush... why is it so hard to think of God as tho he were a physical being that is always with us, seeing everything we do... hard hard hard.
Love the poem, Pam. Thanks for sharing it.
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