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The Shield Of His WordLook into my heart each day and you'll find sweet peace and love. These precious gifts have been bestowed from our Savior up above. I whisper my prayers daily and worship His blessed name. It is He who dwells within this heart that I do not stay the same. Rocks are thrown by my enemies that want to see me trip. I‘ve forgiven them already as He holds me in His grip. He is always there to help me and understands my every call. He knows just when to catch me before I'm injured from a fall. There is no better protection than the shield of His Word, It guards me from the wicked ones and evil thoughts unheard. Through Him, I grow more faithful and can see beyond the moor. For He is the Way and He is the truth and He is the Eternal Door. Proverbs 30:5 Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him. Julie Pisacane © 2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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