I Lean On God For Succour Poem by John Sensele

God by my side always stands
Ready to lift from my back the burden
Threatening to snap hands
Growing weaker and weaker all of a sudden

Until to God I pray
To make a way clear
For my weak eyes to focus on the ray
Of hope that nullifies the fear

Engulfing the horizon
On which clouds threaten
To rain despair in the phone zone
At the count of nine or ten

When the light of providence
Opens my eyes
Restoring my lost confidence
Slaying from my environment the Devil's lies.