Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; At This Eleventh Hour

Lord, even at this late, eleventh hour

Your Merciful Grace redirected me

with such gentle, yet so motivating, power,

to past truth I had swerved from; until presently.

Nor shall the heinous guile of another

incident of spiritual perfidy

(or of my own craven and sentimental fear)---

disrupt my pilgrimage with separation

again.  I ask---without least hesitation---

Lord Jesus, of Your Mercy, keep me near

to You, and the Blesed Virgin Mary, The Theotokos, Your Mother.


Starward

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