Friday, February 5, 2010

My Beloved Speaks to Me

I am your Rock, your Fortress, your Deliverer
I am the One who provide refuge
I am your Shield, your Salvation, your Stronghold

When you cried out for help, in your distress,
your cry came before me and I heard your voice.

I reached down from on high and took hold of you
I drew you out of the drowning waters.

I will keep the lamp burning
I will turn your darkness into light.

I arm you with strength
and make your paths perfect.

Who is there like Me?


**Adapted from Psalm 18: 2, 6, 16, 28, 31-32.

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