Servant Feet
For the Lord’s honour
steward feet
securely shod*
with divine strength
trek upward faith-driven pursuits
to prevail midst grace
steadfast over trials' rigour
keep on reaching-out
serenely triumphant
waiting for heaven's trumpet sound.
By Christ’s might
I'm propelled to march forward
then to rest awhile
in His green pastures
basking with contentment
from labor’s pressures
rejuvenated to thank the Saviour
for enabling servant’s heart
toward ministering steward feet
of joyous compassion.
*Isaiah 52:7 How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
July 19, 2019
Edited on March 8, 2022
1st place, "A BRIAN STRAND Libre Vers" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/11/2022.
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