God Is My Rock!
(A poem I wrote in my prayer journal almost exactly ten years ago.)
God is my Rock, a living stone,
Hearing my prayers before His throne
Before all hope within me dies,
This Rock has ears; this Rock has eyes!
This Rock supports my flailing soul
When o'er my heart the high waves roll.
A fortress from the devil's darts,
Hiding the treasure of my heart.
This Rock's a firm place on which to stand,
A shadow in a sun-parched land.
Yet is this Rock alive and feels
The pain that makes my heart to reel.
A Rock that feels, one that can touch,
A living Rock--this is too much
To understand, and yet I know
Beyond a doubt, beyond my woe,
This living Rock, this living Stone
Is God my Savior, all my own.
Rock of my heart, I do, I must
Place upon You my hope and trust!
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