Finishing Well

Some men's ships stall upon the sea for lack of sails
	For far too many times, I have seen great men derailed
	For far too long, I have heard the sound of David's lament
	O, how the mighty has fallen among the good and the decent
	It's such a loss of beauty and purity that you nor I could prevent
	
	At what point they saw it coming, only God can tell
	But surely at some point, could they the enemy smell?
	Had I known, as a loving friend, I surely would have yelled
	"A way of escape", the Bible tells, perhaps like a ringing bell,
	Or some other device  to help us succeed where others have failed	 
        
        May God's grace for you and for me, much avail
	May we seek to be ever faithful and much compelled
	May we pray continually for our leaders, and others as well
	So much is at stake; so much is gained if we dare to finish well
     
        Posted72915.Entry21320PSpCtest,Strand Select O, Brian Strand3P
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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