The world seems to stand still when there’s pain, the tears pouring out of my eyes feel like drops of rain rolling down my face, Persecution is the enemy’s evil game, he’s always ready to steel your joy anytime, any day. I call out to God for his mercy and saving grace, then he calls me out of darkness into his marvelous light, the Lord shows up at just the right time and place, Oh, what a beautiful sight! Lead me to safety, talk with me a while, reassure this heart that in you I have all your strength, surround me with your mighty armor to fight the fight in your defense, teach me when and what to say, to win peoples hearts that don’t know your way.
child of god poetry 