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In the Hollow of His Hand

In the hollow of God’s hand, I’m in the best condition! My soul the Lord freed from hell’s eternal damnation… Now, I’m heaven-bound with eternal life’s possession. I rest in the hollow of God’s hand enjoying my bestowed privilege! My spirit He assured that I’m His child He does acknowledge… Endowed with precious faith-inheritance based on His pledge. Blessed service secures me in the hollow of God’s hand! My body He made the temple of the Holy Spirit by His command… Enabling me to fulfill His kingdom-advancement demand. Inside the hollow of God’s hand is graciousness! My heart He fills with His joy, mirth and gladness… As He meets my insufficiency by His contentment-bountifulness. Shielded in the hollow of God’s hand is my divine perspective! My mind He renewed when my sins He did forgive… He teaches me by His counsels thru His Word’s directive. Victory ensures me in the hollow of God’s hand against evil fury! My desire He has geared toward proclaiming the Gospel story… While subduing my selfishness and pride that bring me misery. I thank God He keeps me in the hollow of his hand I regard as great anchor! My strength He empowers by His might where I find succor… Making me a fruitful life-builder in leading others to His friendship’s harbor. *Isaiah 40:12 "Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his (God's) hand…" June 13, 2018 10th Place, Hollow Poetry Contest Sponsored by Anthony Slausin; judged on 6/16/2018.