I Hear the Trumpet Through the Storm
I hear a sound; it sounds like a trumpet playing through a storm.
A storm that has been passing for days and weeks. I'm alone and no one
to turn to for help.
I remember my prays that I were taught when I were a child, to call
upon Jesus' name for help and guidance through troubled times; it is.
his sound that I hear, the trumpet through the storm, letting me know.
that help is on its way.
Copyright © Anthony Taylor | Year Posted 2023
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