Apocrypha: Psalm 14 Poem by Gert Strydom

Apocrypha: Psalm 14



Even the lives of my worst enemies are in Your hand
and no power can stand against Your will and Your love.
Where daily without reason people do come in anger against me
they are lighting inextinguishable fires in their own lives,
like this a person's life becomes before You trivial like sand,
they fall into their own pits and the slippery places that they set
and constantly I can tell that You do come to the rescue with great mercy,
You do trade Your own sinless life for mine that is full of inequity
and no power can stand against Your will and Your love.

Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: places,anger,enemies,power
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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