In Him alone, I find perfect rest for my spirit.
My soulís satisfaction is girded by Salvation;
Christ is my rock, my fortress of protection,
and the lasting source of my Faithís foundation.
In Him alone, I place my entire, unshaken trust.
Today, the enemy continues to assault my soul,
using his pain weapon of lie-laden speech;
yet, His Love exudes power that makes me whole.
In Him alone, I have placed my heartís hope.
My dependence, remains on Christ, as my refuge.
Therefore, I stand with my personal conviction,
against the enemyís onslaught and false deluge.
In Him alone, I have gained the final victory.
The sting of Death has been eternally conquered;
spiritual provisions were provided in advance;
in the cleftís rock, my life has been anchored.
Loosely based on:
Psa 62; 1 Cor 15:55-58; Exo 33:12-23
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Logic, when applied to people, fails miserably! --Joseph J. Breunig 3rd