Just Past the Bend

Some know Him as,  The Ancient of Day's. Others know Him as, The One Who is Holy,  In all His ways. To some He is, The God of the Ages. Who identified Himself, By the words of His sage's. Some call Him Master, Some call Him Friend. Others just call Him, The Beginning and End. To some He is, The True Capstone. To others He is why,  They are never alone. To some He is, The Rescuer of the lost. The Repairer of the breach, Regardless of cost. To some He is, A Lamb beaten and weak. To others a Strong Lion, With a love for the meek. Some observe Him at a distance, Because of great fear. Others grab hold of His hand, And long to draw near. Who is this One,  Of many names? Who's description overwhelms, These humble frames. He Is, The Life Giver. He Is, The Living River. He is the reason, We stand where we trod. He Is The One and The Only, He Is God!

He is, The Mightiest of the mighty. The Strongest of the strong. The Most Powerful of the powerful. The Most Loving! He is, The Wisest of the wise. The Kindest of the kind. The Most Beautiful. The Most Benevolent. He is, The Most Patient. The Long Suffering. The Only Just Judge. The Righteous One! He is, The Life Giver. The Life Sustainer. The Rescuer of our souls. The Ancient of Day's, from days untold! He is, The Prayer Taker. The Wonder Maker. The Blesser of our bread. The Lifter of our head! He is, The Beginning and The End. The Good Shepherd, our closest friend. The Vine from which all fruit grows. The Living Waters of which all life goes. He is God, And there is none but He. He is without contemporary or peer. He possesses no fear. He is, More Majestic than my words. More Dynamic than my description. My words pale to describe Him. My descriptions are pathetic and  pitiful in Who