His grip on me too
strong for me to go loose
freewheeling into oblivion where
nothing but confusion reigns.
secure, embraced in the arms
of the One who orchestrates
in divine rhythm all
the universe.
empowered, i stand higher
than any platform of worldly
confidence. Victory is
certain.
crawling, walking, running,
flying, soaring
higher,
higher,
higher.
His love runs
deeper,
deeper,
deeper.
Nothing else
counts, all else
terminates. I am blinded
with His vision.
In the triumph of His
Glory, is the peaceful
stillness of
His voice.
"Come. Stay. Rest."
Comfort
settles
in. I fall into deep
slumber.
I wake up. He
is still there.
Unending peace
awaits.
Unrelenting Yahweh
Shalom.
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