Dora Baker 

Benson, North Carolina USA 

 

 

 

Dora Baker has been writing poetry for many years. For most of her life, she has been active in her church. She also loves landscaping, music and photography. Inspired by God, Dora's poetry was published by the National Library of Poetry and was inducted in the National Library Hall of Fame in 1998. She also has poetry published in the book, "Down Peaceful Paths" from Quill Book Co., where her poem won a contest. Dora has won many certificates and awards of merit from "The World of Poetry", and her poetry has also been published by Sparrow Grass. She states, "Writing poetry helps me focus on the precious and beautiful things in life." Dora is married with four children and four grandchildren. She welcomes e-mail sent to her at: BakerD@bncl.com.

Song, The Sounding of theTrumpet

At the sounding of the trumpet
the Saints shall return
To meet thy Lord and Master
on the heavenly shore.

And the soul we shall remember
the times that God hath come
When the rapture it obey
the blessed will of God.

When the heavenly body holds the heart
and Jesus shall return
To meet thy heavenly saints
on the heavenly shore.

When the seeds of God's great gathering
shall come and save our soul
For the rapture it will come to us
to await thy friendly goal.

And the peace we shall remember
where the saints of God come in
To trust thy soul to victory
thy will of thy Lord.

"For who is our hope or joy or crown
of exultation
Is it not even you
in the present of our Lord."
(1 Thessalonians 2-19)

In Transcending Thoughts of Glory

Though Love be perfected
In transcending thoughts of Glory
Human exile I deplore
and I seek the word of God on the heavenly shore.

No more vital statistics can I behold
except the word of God in which I'm truly sold
When human bondage fails me
I look to a higher power in Christ at Calvary.

For where blood was shed, He brings to life
the transcending love and removes the strife
And though violent men may travail in sin
God's glory will loosen the chain of bondage and let His love in.

And words of praise, I praise His name
this God Almighty rest my sin
For in the blood was shed for me
I died a death to sin, and I met the Son at Calvary.

And the world in which I live
I live it apart in the blood of Jesus Christ
And though my death to sin it be
I'm free to help others to see the light at Calvary.

In God Are All Things

Hearken to hear the Word of the Lord
Be persuaded by the power of His sword
Be diligent in your thinking
It will keep you from sinking

When you put in word the power of thought
and listen to God and what He taught
America and the nations will rise up and be sought
by all who know the voice of the Lord

And His direction to us hath come
when we hold hands together united
In prayer the nations become one together in Christ
for in God are all things and the Son

And even we can not change
what God hath done
Created a new world and sent to the cross His Son
I will greatly rejoice in the Lord (Isiah 61-10)

For I am His creation
And he has power over the nation
The perfect will of God
The Word and thy rod

All poems Copyright © 1999 Dora Stephenson Baker. All rights reserved.