Gary the Poet's Pen
Versatile Psalmist 18.0
I am giving you thanks, my Lord, for the joy and victory
I cannot ever repay the debt you paid for me at Calvary,
The invisible cords of a sinful garrote were strangling me
An eternity spent in the dark pits of Sheol was my destiny.
Day by day, word by word and in the twinkling of an eye
You raptured me to be with your heavenly host in the sky,
I once imagined how I would thus spent the rest of my days
My greatest joy is always giving You the glory and the praise.
The fierce battles on Earth were long and difficult to process
There were so many times that I felt defeated, lacking progress,
The ones from my younger days often tempted me to a rage
I felt as though I were just a singing monkey up on the stage.
I made various plans that soon withered and quickly died
I contemplated a way of escape including assisted suicide,
I give thanks for the still, small voice that never let me quit
That prompted me to calm the storm from deep inside of it.
As I am still a man who lives in this mortal body made of clay
I stumble and fall at times, but get back up to conquer the day,
I am blessed to have a doting wife who still sees the best in me
I do what I can to make her days better in a way most cheerfully.
None of the words I write would matter without YOUR BLOOD
That has washed away my sins like a deluge of a healing flood,
I long for the days of your Holy Kingdom, the millennial reign
When You lead us, guide us and walk among us once again.
Author’s note: This is rather autobiographical…..Shalom!
Written by Gary Cox 6/12/2019. To God be the glory!