My Only Savior: Isaiah 43 Poem by SarahLaney Long

You game me life, You created me
All for Your glory
The one who formed me in the beginning.
You summon me by my name,
And I am Your claim
Promising that nothing
Not fire, rivers, nor people, will harm me.

I am precious in Your sight, You say.
And honored everyday.

You tell me You love me
Promising to exchange men for me.
And people in exchange for my life, me.
How can I be afraid, when You are always with me?
You demand for me to be free.

I was chosen by You
To humbly serve You.

So others may believe
That You are the Majestic, He
The Father of all things
Yes, and from ancient days, You are He.

You are my only Savior.


(Based off of Isaiah 43)