Sheol Moribund Poet Free verse

His Eternal Cup

It's when I am in the midst of trouble-
to my Lord my prayers are made double.

Because my Lord is my fortress and rock-
who keeps me protected from evil and foul talk.

Even when my family and friends lose their hope-
I will cling to it like a secure rescue rope.

Knowing that God will pull me all the way up-
so that I may drink form His eternal cup.

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Andrea Dietrich October 15, 2010 at 5:11 PM GOOD change on the word, Sheol! Love this poem.

Andrea Dietrich October 15, 2010 at 8:48 AM Sheol, this is perfectly lovely! (it's foul, not fowl). Hope you are having a nice day. LUv, Andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown October 15, 2010 at 7:49 AM Starting my weekend early reading all the amazing poetry of all the wonderful poets here at PoetrySoup. I am so happy to find your poetry posted here this morning Sheol. Have a wonderful weekend and I hope you find tons of inspiration along the way as Fall is upon us. Love, Carol

Doris Culverhouse October 14, 2010 at 6:14 PM great faith you have!! I have to remind myself and others the bad times will pass. our hope is not in vain.

Sara Kendrick October 14, 2010 at 3:28 PM I especially like the last couplet..Enjoyed reading your work today..Sara

Nigel Fox October 14, 2010 at 1:18 PM What God pulls up I hope the Devil pulls down , we need some sort of stability and equilibrium and decorum please !

Diane Christian October 14, 2010 at 12:54 PM Amen and so full of truth, I am on that rope too holding tight, he is our rock and protector and our everything, God bless from diane

Anthony Beesley October 14, 2010 at 12:37 PM hard hitting and soul splitting...going through the fire and the flood myself

Poet Destroyer A October 14, 2010 at 11:59 AM I know exactly how you feel, my prayers and tears are all doubled when im doubed troubled. My light in God seems to exceed the darkness of my troble.. Enjoyed my poem my friend,..p.d.