Poem of a Psalm 27
I would have fallen,
Trampled by my enemies,
My joy, ravaged and stollen,
For they were many,
Like a forest filled with trees.
Why me LORD?
What have I done?
How did I deserve this?
To be saved by Your only Son?
I want to ask of You, my brethren,
Bless and grant me my greatest desire,
Raise me up to heaven,
Where I will worship my God forever,
Safe from falling into everlasting fire...
Amen!
