Author of this story

I praise him for his glory.And that      
   he writes in me.        
Of story picturesque.Of glories      
   where I'll be.      
This story still unwritten, unfolds each        
   day in me.        
Pehaps the author of this story is GOD        
   reflecting He.        
         
Direction I have taken, be still, and          
   know he is.        
While life unbalanced,a price was paid.        
   While blind he died for me.        
Now in these pages, of life preserved.        
   By the author of this story.        
         
And so it's written, and so i've heard.        
   Have ears not dull from hearing        
Or have the eye,that fill with pride
   False doctrines.may be hiding.    
Just fill our minds, with things on high.        
  By the author of this story.        
         
Like Moses though.who climed down.  
   From glory set on high.        
Lets share unwritten ink that's  
   found  
By the author of this story.    
     
        TheO.