Apocrypha: Psalm 12 Poem by Gert Strydom

Apocrypha: Psalm 12



Where constantly I am trivial against angry enemies,
You do come to the rescue and give my life new meaning
and where nowadays people do view themselves as gods
I do know that in your omnipotence You do press me to Your chest
and You do know even the greatest secret of my worst enemies
where in the impossibility you do set my ways straight
and on my knees I do look straight into Your great mercy,
while in Your heart selfless love is more than just pity
You do come to the rescue and give my life new meaning.

Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: psalms
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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