Jon Whiting Poems

For years the battle fierce has raged
My life consumed with onslaught dire
Blow by blow the war is waged
The tides of foes rise higher, higher
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For years the battle fierce has raged
My life consumed with onslaught dire
Blow by blow the war is waged
The tides of foes rise higher, higher
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Unto the blessed book of God
I turn my eyes to read
And humbly bow on bended knee
His promises to plead.
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