In God We Repose Our Trust Poem by John Sensele

In God we trust as we must
Shaken, but our die isn't cast
Better days lie ahead of us
No time to despair or fuss.

In our lives, God stands firm
Shaken, but unbroken, we refuse to squirm
Tomorrow brings good tidings
No time to celebrate sorrow sidings.

God lifted us from the bottom of a pit
To Him forever beholden, we repeat
Proclaiming and declaiming his majesty
As we dispel any whiff of anxiety.

We affirm God inserts the fullstop
Ahead of us lies our bumper crop
Our hands reach out to grab
Regardless of illnesses our lives rub.