Doug Blair

(April 6,1951 / London, Ontario, Canada)

No Corruption


A single word sustained me
When all seemed lost and dark
When slings and arrows
Hateful priests
Had found their precious mark.

I knew it all was coming
The prophecy so clear
‘Messiah bleeds and
Dies in shame
To bring redemption near.’
And friends had missed my struggle
In anguished prayer and dread.
They slept while Satan
Tempted me
To doubt life from the dead.

But Father you had promised
Much joy at your right hand
And death’s corruption
Foiled in this
The rescue we had planned.

I knew it at the darkest
Your Word would live in me
And soon an empty
Tomb proclaimed
Eternal life for free.



PSALM 16: 10. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.

Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, April 27, 2013

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