GOD

• Rassmas Khenglawt, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

Leading me through deep waters where His grace abounds
Through midst of despondency, In pastures verdant He lies me down,
My Soul He restores with humble ardent,
Embracing my failures, Blessed assurance with no regardant
Undoing my guilt and shame, I shall concise His glorious name,
Though I walk through death's dark vale, yet I will fear no ill hail
When thunders roar, I shall still, as oceans rise, I shall trill
Present and perpetuity,
His mercy shall flood the earth with congruity and fill the atmosphere with acuity
For dry cups to be overflowed, and toils and snares will not be bestowed
Thy sweet hymns in every valley, He rules amongst every alley
O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood, to every believer the promise to God,
Fortune and mercy shall surely follow me all my life, where boast of sin shall no longer be
Walking me within the paths of righteousness to His royal house forevermore my dwelling place shall be.