Powerful Lord, how can it be,
patience one, that you would free,
protect, plead for, and intercede,
provide my every present need.
Placate my fears, by perfect love,
purchase me through sinless blood;
'Peace', I ask, from God above.
08.14.2026
Poem and prayer to end one's day.
For the Pleiades Contest.
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