For Years I An Hiding Under The Wing
For years I am hiding under the wing
of God who daily protects me
and sometimes I feel safe when I doze away,
I had even been involved in His work
and every weekend I visit His church
but still I cannot forget
that death goes on its own way,
where it measures out the life of every human being.
poem by Gert Strydom
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