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Our Lord is good,
He is a fortress;
Whenever I would,
Being in distress.
 
God knows those who seek,
Shelter within Him;
The ones who are meek,
No longer feel grim.
 
He will put an end,
To iniquity;
Those things that offend,
With absurdity.
 
The Lord will pursue,
His foes of the dark;
Discipline is due,
Where they do embark.
 
So what do you think,
About our Lord;
For He is your link,
When in one accord.
 
He is the one who,
Will bring to an end;
Of what troubles you,
Making you His friend.
 
This trouble will not,
Be happening again;
As peace that you sought,
Like it once had been.
 
The people will be,
Just like tangled thorns;
And too blind to see,
Anyone that mourns.
 
Like people who drink.
Too much and get drunk;
Take no time to think,
From lessons they flunk.
 
They will be burned up,
Like very dry straw;
Fire in their cup,
Because of their flaw.



C Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer




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