Psalm 46 Poem by Parker Perrella

Psalm 46



The world shakes,
The ground breaks,
But still my God you are.
My heart aches,
The mountains quake,
But my help is never far.

Immanuel! Immanuel!
My refuge and my strength,
Though my world is crashing down,
I rest under Your mighty wing.
Therefore I will not be afraid,
The Lord of Hosts is with me
I shall not wither or want,
As long as I drink from Your living stream.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: christianity,religion
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