Psalm 61
From the north and south I will cry to you
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I
When my heart is overwhelmed and waters cover me
And it seems that I must surely die
From the east and the west I will cry to you
Shelter me from the storm I plea
When the dark clouds come and threaten to consume
O Lord shine your light on me
From the bottom of my heart I will cry to you
I will abide in the shelter of your wings
When the thunder roars and the lightning flashes
Forever your praises I shall sing
In all the earth I shall praise the Lord
For you are my strong high tower
No violent seas nor raging storms
Can match your mighty power
poem by Frank McEleny
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