Sunday, 31 January 2010

Behind Mercy

I seek them for protection; mercy,
And love; defended they keep me,
As water they are and put out flames,
For they expand their wonderful arms,
And shield from the pain; guard,
Me they do with most certainty,
And shoulder my hurt all they can do;
They guard me, yes guard me in,
Rain; in torrents they make still,
In shadows they make light, from,
Suffering turn to triumphs they do!

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