Peace In The Land



 Peace In The Land



When harrowing foes

around me fierce

made ready bows

my heart to pierce


When raging giants

thier jeers they sent

of sin's defiance

my soul to rent


You heard me Lord,

it was my quail

Thy tempest roared,

what wicked fell

 


When ere faint I

beneath life's woe

fear stirring nigh

the shadows grow


When swelling tears

all paths unfold

no refuge nears

the depth untold


I know Thee Lord,

uplifting Hand

alone shall afford

to still the land



~ Luther Lynton Seahand ~

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ScarlettLetter's picture

truly connected with this,

truly connected with this, thank you for sharing that.


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hopelessly-candid's picture

wow you are so incredibly

wow you are so incredibly talented.... the fluidity of this piece is truly amazing :)

allets's picture

"...what wicked fell..."

something wicked this way comes came to mind with this line. Faith triumphs - elevating write from deep faith ~~A~~