17/07/2020

I walked through the Valley of the Shadow of death
and Death cowered behind a hill,
terrified of the goodness strolling past.

I feared no evil.
Swinging the sword of the Spirit,
I cut through its rusted weapon,
prospering against me was impossible.
for The Lord is with me.

"Peace, be still," He commanded
Then he took my hand and
led me beside Still Waters,
So like an eagle, I dipped into His waters
shed old wings and wounds,
My soul is...