There is Nothing (Poem)

There is Nothing

by James Boobbyer

A poem based on the words of the servant of Elijah in 1 Kings 18.43.

“There is nothing” – though the raindrops needed sorely and so long
Have been promised by Jehovah, by the Father true and strong.
And the sky is blue and cloudless, and the earth is parched and dry,
Yet no showers are forthcoming from the reservoir on high.

“There is nothing” – but the prophet knows and trusts his Master’s word;
He is not a senseless idol, but the mighty, powerful God.
He has seen His wondrous working, he believes Him faithful still;
So he humbly waits in patience for Jehovah’s perfect will.

“There is nothing”- oh, bow often doth the enemy declare,
Nothing for your constant wrestlings, nothing for your cries and tears.
And the faithless heart says “Nothing” – though deceived she ne’er has been –
For the little cloud so longed for, at the seventh time is seen.

“There is nothing” – but there shall be: God is still the great “I AM”.
He is now Almighty, faithful, and forevermore the same;
And the tears, and cries, and wrestlings, recorded are on high.
Not forgotten, nor neglected, to be answered by and by.