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The Lord splits the land with rivers,
As the mountains look up at Him;
The earth will quake as it shivers,
As you feel His spiritual vim.
The deep sea roars as waves rise high,
But the sun and moon standing still;
Floating gently up in the sky,
Their beams flow above as they fill.
They spread at the light of arrows,
At the bright lightning of the spear;
Fluttering wings of the sparrow,
In hunting without any fear.
God marches through the earth wrath,
He tramples nations in anger;
Because of taking the wrong path,
Being immoral and vulgar.
God goes out to save His people,
For rescuing His anointed;
Giving refuge in His temple,
Crushing the leader appointed.
He crushes leaders of evil,
Stripping them bare from head to toe;
Disgraced in front of the devil,
A laughingstock upon your foe.
God thrusts the leader of his gang,
His troops like a violent storm;
Such arrogance with profane slang,
Uncouth on how they will perform.
He marches their horses to the sea,
Into mighty raging waters;
God angered by what He does see,
Of soldiers raping your daughters.
Your body had trembled with fear,
As your lips quivers at the voice;
And causing you to shed a tear,
From the actions done from their choice.
The Almighty Lord is your strength,
He makes your feet just like a deer;
With faith to prevail any length,
While humbled to persevere.
Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Faith from Fear
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