Poetry

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Your testaments are wonderful,
Therefore, my soul is keeping them;
Unfolding words are delightful,
It imparts to me such ahem.

I open my mouth as I pant,
In longing for your commandments;
They remind me of songs to chant,
Of the verdicts from Your judgments.

Look at me and be merciful,
With all of those who love Your name;
Your creation is beautiful,
In which all of Your psalms proclaim.

Keep steady my steps in Your Word,
In accordance to Your promise,
Let my proclamation be heard,
That Your Law constitutes justice.

Let not evil get dominion,
That I am keeping Your precepts;
For it becomes an oppression,
From the darkness living concepts.

Please make Your face shine down on me,
And keep teaching me Your statutes;
Streams of tears from my eyes to see,
To nurture in growing Your roots.

Copyright © 2025 Richard Newton Sherrer

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