My Hiding Place and My Shield - Psalm 119: 113-120
God's word is my true love
for the hypocrite I so detest
God alone is my hiding place
in His presence is peace and rest
Protection comes from God Himself
He is my shield holding me close
for in His word is found, my guard
picture of beauty like a red rose
Be rid of all that speaks evil
so to obey the Lord with joy
hope in God never know shame
hold His promise forever to employ
Helpless without your mighty hand
a hand of safety forever be true
avoid those that go all astray
their vain ways remain in the queue
Testify to all your tight ways
for the wicked, you reject out of hand
I live in your fear all day long
judgment trembles me like grains of sand
(This is my " Psalm 119 project" which I began to write a couple of years ago, so this is the fifteenth poem of twenty-two poems I've written over that time to cover all of Psalm 119.)
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2021
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