Sonnet: The Most Trustworthy Is God Poem by Dr John Celes

My body you can kill may be, not soul,
And hand it over to my enemies!
You evil men hound me from pole to pole;
God helps me speak and gives me mental peace.

My friend could me betray who is dear-most;
Though persecuted, God is my refuge;
I fear no man or evil-mind or ghost;
God shelters me somewhere on earth so huge!

My hairs are counted by my Creator;
I love to walk in His cross’ shadow;
He is my loving Father and Mentor;
My life to Him alone, I surely owe.

And die, I will an upright man someday!
With God as Friend and Guide and Light and Way.