The Power of God

Though in the natural it may seem odd Fear not For the power of God Shields you when the going gets hot Renewing hope When hope seems gone Lifting your flagging faith from the slope Where you stray in the despondency zone From which lost You grope in thick darkness As though a despondency ghost Devours the harness In which your reserves of hope lie To buttress your blurred vision When for no reason you ply The trade of confusion and delusion Born by nonsense You can do without As you recall in your defence God’s clout Stands ready Yesterday, today and tomorrow Preventing the greedy From snatching the glow in a row Where your succor and safety Lie in wait Despite the fragile frailty You increase at your life’s gate.