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See Him There

I can’t even see the air
Though I see things that are awry
And yet I’m sure that God is there,
No matter how dark the failing sky.

Rivers past have all gone dry
Smoke spews from the dragon’s lair
One cannot see clear through the sky
How heavy the stale, polluted air.

Toil tonight o’er here, o’er there
Fight ye now, or later fly
Burning heat, the cinnamon air
The brow may sweat and throat go dry.

Yet up above, way past the sky
He glances down on you with care.
His fountain flows, it’s never dry
We may be sure that God is there.

Based on the first stanza of Randal's "God is There".

It's written as a "glosa", the last line of each stanza is a line from Randal's poem. I also helped myself out by copying some of the ending words, though each stanza has one line with a unique end-word.