Thursday, December 9, 2010

WITH GOD I STAND FIRM


Where feets stumble

Unsure where they go;
Where lips grumble
Bitterness of heart they show
My feet will walk sure.
They know where they go.
Words sweet and pure
From my lips will flow.

Where eyes squint
Lost in the darkness
And hands grope for the glint
stumbling into the cess,
My eyes shall behold
The beauty of his light.
Strong shall be my hold
My link to his hand of might.

I fear not the times
I dread not the tides
For everything rhymes
For those who make him their guide.
The lord is my shepherd
Why should I want?
From my place in his herd
The devil I'll taunt.

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