O Sovereign God,
help me believe these words in my mouth
are yours;
Not for me, but the weary ones who pass by.
Awaken me this day,
grant listening ears and open heart,
to hear, and fear, and know…
Whom shall I fear?
Not the men,
the mockers among us,
those who toss insult like a lazy game of catch.
Do they not know?
You, even you, are comforter,
creator,
churner of seas;
Giving words to whom you please,
protecting whom you desire,
in shadows
Of you.
Of you.
O Sovereign Lord,
remind me this day of the comfort there,
the strength within your shadow
That is forever better
than basking in the ever-fleeting
light
Of men.
Of men.
O Sovereign Father,
may your light shine this day
as I am covered by the shadow
Of you.
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