Storms


 

The storms that threaten us

You will conquer, Lord.

You walked upon the sea,

Bringing light

To minds steeped in night.

You dispelled hatred’s confusion

spreading a profusion

Of love, energy.

Blades, fists, guns block our way.

There are times we fall,

But You are always there,

To help us when we  call.

 

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