Thanks

This is a poem of thanks
to the One who ranks
The Lord above all
He’s heard my call.
The hand of Thee Almighty
has delivered me.

I cried out to Him
for my life was grim.
He heard my plea
and answered me.
Evil He drove away
the enemy could not stay.

To me He did release
comfort and His peace.
God is so grand
I am in His hand.

He watches over me;
He has set me free
from darkness and despair,
the Lord has heard my prayer.
Thanks be to God.

When He uses His rod
It’s for our own good.
This I have understood.
When we need to be disciplined
it is because we have not listened.
It’s a way of getting our attention
when there is great dissension.

God’s hand does relent
when we are filled with dissent.
His blessings He does withhold
in His Word it is told.
He is well aware
of how we fare.
He wants to give us the best
and come to Him and rest

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