Though this life may press and pull on my soul,
Though I may fail as I seek the Lord,
Though sorrow may toss me as a leaf in the wind,
and my eyes pour out my soul,
Though others may ridicule and accuse,
I will rejoice –
For my God has mercy,
and He will deliver me.
My God hears my cry and receives my prayer.
My God saves me.
My God keeps me.
I trust my God!
I trust my God!
Proverbs 3:5 – 6 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
Psalm 56:4 In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.
Photo – Nesting, Beth Mims
Very nice poem and I love your photo!
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Thank you! The bird nested in a small tree by the garage. I couldn’t believe it let me get the picture.
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