POEM

With Each Trial That Comes In Like A Flood

With each trial that comes in like a flood,
The vision of that firm, eternal hope
becomes more focused.
The voice of God that brings be faith
Is easier to hear.
And boastful human strength
Is shown to foolishly fall short,
Not reaching even near the mark
Of what creation needs.
And I am slowly letting go
Of worldly props and crutches,
And taking hold of Jesus Christ, my Lord,
The only real source of strength,
The only stable One.
There is no other.

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