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T hough gripped by blows of fear and anguish
H ope abides anchoring my nights, whispering
A men to illuminate the spirit, to thankfully await
N ew morns with a gentle assurance… that each day
K eeps me centered through my sacred prayer, ‘God
'Y ou are with me; your rod and staff, they comfort me...’
O nly in gratitude do I find my daily bread nourished,
U nderstanding with joy... all is right with me and the world.
Foe Beata Agustin's Thanks- Acrostic' Contest
~ Inspired by the Psalms
6/26/2020
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2020
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