Reprieve
Sometimes in the dead of night,
I feel His presence.
My soul feels peace and I see the beauty.
I am safe.
I lay down my sword and shield and weep.
I bow my head at His feet.
I feel His hand on my head.
Nothing can hurt me in this moment.
There is no fear,
No regret,
No anxiety,
No pain,
No sadness,
Only love.
Mercy.
He hears my cries.
My prayers.
He protects me when I'm most vulnerable.
He reminds me there is a battle,
And I have a duty.
I wipe my tears and close my eyes,
May God be with us,
When we arise.
Copyright © Michael Huch | Year Posted 2023
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