When The Midday Sun Falls Over Me Fiercely Poem by Gert Strydom

When the midday sun falls over me fiercely
may Your shadow then be my cover,
when thunderbolts clap mighty over my life
may You then draw me deep into Your hiding place,
please do take my heart and also my own will,
always protect me against the dark might,
I ask that You awake selflessness in me,
that You surround me in the night,
that I see Your Spirit reflecting in my darling
and that in each day You are between us.