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Worry Not!Isaiah 51:9-13 Awake! Put on your strength. Awake! Be alert! O arm of the Lord for His sake, As in the days of generations long past, When Rahab was cut in two on a blast. It wounded the dragon being of the sea, And drying up the water in front of me; Allowing your chosen having a dry path, Escape from the Pharaoh and his wrath. All who have been made free shall sing, With eternal joy and delight for to cling; All grief and sorrow to be forever gone, As the start a brand new day shall dawn. Being poor in heart as to being in fear, Shall end as the Son of man comes near; For sometimes I think not of my Creator, Knowing of no one that is even greater. By whom as Heaven was stretched out, And earth on its base without a doubt; Continually fearing daily for the fury, When we really have no need to worry. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2005 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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