Gripped By Goodness

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Uphold me
In your tightest grasp
That I might sense the power
A wicked world
Just laughs and prods
And strives to see me squirm
They need to sense
Our partnership
A Godhead with a worm
It mystifies
It sanctifies
This Inner hold on Love
The mundane
And the dull replaced
With visions from above
With challenge
To see guilt absolved
And sickness turned to health
With eyes that look up
From beneath
To thrive in Wisdom’s wealth.

 

Psalm 13

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