Steps held fast
I walk in his path
In I breathe
In his every word
My God, my Lord
My right hand sword
In his image am made
With his blessing
Am overpaid
Knees to the floor
He opens doors
For I... Apple of his eye
He holds my lot
I worry not
He fills my cup
With nourishing sap
Renew my bones
Everyday I reborn
How big how small
How far how near
Upon my call
He incline his ear
For my prayer to hear
Then what shall I fear?
Always on his sight
From my pursuers
He delivers
They fall by his might
My father my friend
The beginning and the end
His love will never depart
In his spirit am bound
He test my heart
Dig my shallow grounds
In his mercy am secured
In him I rest assured
He whispers
All is well
Be still
Am your heart's keeper
Your ways
Are not my ways.
©a.jameson
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