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Shelter and Remedy

When danger comes near to my dwelling,
I ask Your comfort to come and your peace,
acute fear of the peril dispelling.
Oh, let the uncertain anxiety cease.

A canopy over my head and home,
I need while I gather my strength and wits.
My resources, please brace, 'til aid should come,
my armor be, as I weather the blitz.

Since I am not alone, I can lean on,
the faithful shoulder of strength You provide.
My path, no longer slip and careen on,
my perception clears with you at my side.

Although, outside the storm is unruly,
abating, welcome, comes into view.
Relief comes, not affected, but truly,
Our powerful God and Father from you.

06/19/2014 Carol Welch
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