Poem of a Psalm 114
Who is like the God Almighty?
Who can seek to wrestle Him?
I can't see a joyful person, only a haughty,
They perish quickly, and their light grows dim...
All visible and invisible things bow before our God,
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood,
I will only serve and kneel to the Carpenter of Galilee,
And Trust in His sacrifice, to protect me from any upcoming flood.
Maranatha blessed is the One coming in the name of the LORD!
Amen!
