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Whoever lives under,
The shelter of the Lord;
Remains safe from thunder,
Of Satan and his sword.
Stay safe in the shadow,
Of the Almighty shield;
As sacred and hallow,
His blessings you will yield.
Your refuge and fortress,
Your God whom you trust;
When in times of distress,
For He is fair and just.
The One who will rescue,
From all the evil traps;
Pestilence that kills you,
Or things that cause mishaps.
Feathers like a blanket,
His wings giving refuge;
Never having regret,
Before problems get huge.
His truth is your armor,
You do not need to fear;
The storm becomes calmer,
Knowing that God is near.
Terrorist of the night,
Smashing cars into crowds;
God shields you in His light,
Comforts you as He shrouds.
They will not come near you,
Although they may fall dead;
Their might cannot pursue,
Where non-believers dread.
God will look with His eyes,
Causing His mighty wrath;
To see through the disguise,
Walking down the wrong path.
No harm will come to you,
No sickness near your house;
Enabled to construe,
Praising God with your spouse.
Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer
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