Tuesday, December 29, 2009

the hunted

dry
nothing to say
help Lord!
a freezing nighttime desert wind blows in the soul
fear and anxiety are lurking just outside
i smell them
the cold dry wind brings in the familiar stench
like some kind of wild animal
stalking
always stalking us
trying to gain a place inside
we are the hunted
from within and without
so our hope must be sure
that God is madly in love with us
and He is for us
for the hunted
we must hold on to this one unchangeable teaching..
if He is for us,
it doesn't matter who is against us..
we gotta keep praying..

wkm











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