The wolves circle; eyes
Of lions peer through the scrub.
A bear's shadow looms:
Jehovah is my Shepherd.
Mire here; there a treachery
Of scree; I probe the peat,
Scud on poor footing:
Jehovah is my Rock.
Clouds shadow; shadows
lengthen; night edges
Over the horizon:
Jehovah is my Light.
Sin wars against me; Satan
Attempts to entangle me;
Terror on every side:
Jehovah is my Fortress.
Sins assail me; closely
Satan presses me; how
Stand or withstand?
Jehovah is my Shield.
Held; above the battle,
Glimpsing His glimpses
Of man's trite warfare:
Jehovah is my high Tower.
In my place of safety
Enfolded, I can exclaim
Joyfully: Jehovah
Is my Strength and Song.
Of lions peer through the scrub.
A bear's shadow looms:
Jehovah is my Shepherd.
Mire here; there a treachery
Of scree; I probe the peat,
Scud on poor footing:
Jehovah is my Rock.
Clouds shadow; shadows
lengthen; night edges
Over the horizon:
Jehovah is my Light.
Sin wars against me; Satan
Attempts to entangle me;
Terror on every side:
Jehovah is my Fortress.
Sins assail me; closely
Satan presses me; how
Stand or withstand?
Jehovah is my Shield.
Held; above the battle,
Glimpsing His glimpses
Of man's trite warfare:
Jehovah is my high Tower.
In my place of safety
Enfolded, I can exclaim
Joyfully: Jehovah
Is my Strength and Song.
He is indeed our high tower, no matter what satan does we know Christ has won
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