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By Esther Florence
08/23/20
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The dense fiery storm stared into my eyes,
The wind, the turbulence, the dark scary clouds,
The roaring waves, the furious sea,
The dreadful, gloomy, windy night,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The roaring lion, the deceptive serpent, the ferocious wolves,
Tried to frighten me with their snares and traps,
The arrows, the bullets, and the darts of evil,
Were hurled at me with tremendous aim,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The scorching sun, bleak and unsmiling,
Endless stretch of sand with no sense of direction,
Treeless, hideous expanse with no oasis in sight,
The hot dry winds in this lonely, barren wilderness,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The beautiful blue sky, the soft breeze,
The chirping birds, the clear sparkling brook,
The pleasant raindrops, the dancing peacock,
The magical sunset, the serene mystic beaches,
Even in these precious seasons of life,
I will feel secure dear Lord under your feathers,
And will take refuge in the shadow of your wings.

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