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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 ~
truly connected with this,
truly connected with this, thank you for sharing that.
SCAR
wow you are so incredibly
wow you are so incredibly talented.... the fluidity of this piece is truly amazing :)
"...what wicked fell..."
something wicked this way comes came to mind with this line. Faith triumphs - elevating write from deep faith ~~A~~