Poetry

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Most blessed sons and brothers,
Please dip your foot in oil;
All of your quarrels with others,
Relax from the days toil.

Tour bars be iron and bronze,
As your days shall be your strength;
Whence resting from weary yawns,
To persevere at any length.

There is none like our God,
Who rides throughout the Heaven;
His majesty that we laud,
For the help He has given.

Our God is your refuge,
And is our dwelling place;
With a mansion that is huge,
Set to give mercy and grace.

With His everlasting arms,
He shall thrust out any foe;
That speaks the satanic charms,
From where the evil may flow.

For in safety you shall live,
Dwelling in safety alone;
Because the Lord will forgive,
For His grace you did atone.

A land filled with grain and wine,
Where Heaven drops down the dew;
As you pick grapes off the vine,
Heavenly thoughts to construe.

Happy are you Israel,
Like you are saved by the Lord;
Who has granted your appeal,
As you think in one accord.

He is your shield and your sword,
As enemies come fawning;
You tread on them with the Lord,
When the new age is dawning.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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