At The Pillars

I am a fleshly man---my carnal flaws

are many and the well effective cause

of my downfall (none think that I shall rise)---

from loss of strength and sight put from my eyes.

Yet God's presence if not far:  I can feel

a promise near.  Free now of that grist wheel,

I do forgive Delilah, nor heap blame

upon her---though the future may think shame

whenever it hears mention of her name.

The Philistines have brought me to the court

of their main temple. there to make wild sport

of me.  But I shall sport them.  He who fell

is raised one last time to serve Israel.

Only a little time---a moment's length;

only a little effort with new strength:

and God is with me, I am not alone.

He has blessed me again, and that will prove

itself in sound of stone scraping on stone,

as my hands push and these high pillars move. 

 

Starward

 

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