The Lord is so loyal,
Kindness never ceases;
Of the highest royal,
As His love releases.
It is fresh each morning,
Faithfulness abundant;
As we are adorning,
He makes us confident.
My portion is the Lord,
To myself I have said;
For my hope has adored,
Rising up from my bed.
The Lord is always good,
To those who put their trust;
In doing what they should,
Not chasing of their lust.
It is good just to wait,
Patiently for the Lord;
For He will compensate,
And never be ignored.
It is good for someone,
To bear the yoke when young;
Than waiting to be done,
And becoming high-strung.
Let someone sit alone,
Silent when disciplined;
Grieving thoughts of their own,
Anytime they have sinned.
Let him bury his face,
In dust where maybe hope;
Construing his disgrace,
For learning how to cope.
Let him offer his cheek,
To the one that spanks him;
Insults make him feel bleak,
As he is feeling grim.
The Lord will not reject,
Us forever through grief;
Compassion not neglect,
If true to your belief.
Though He causes us grief,
Great is His faithfulness;
His mercies give relief,
Which will cause blessedness.
Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer