Psalm 124
I am surrounded by troubled waters
They have come to flood my soul
And the open wounds upon my back
Begin to take a heavy toll
My enemies rise up against me
They continuously assault my soul
They are relentless in their comings
And they would gladly swallow me whole
Yet in the midst of all the chaos
My heart it hears a heavenly sound
The sounds of angels wings descending
To take me up to higher ground
The Lord He comes from heaven above
He comes to rescue me
He carries me with wings of love
Above the dark and stormy sea
poem by Frank McEleny
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