My Lord the good shepherd and fortress of hope.
I gladly rest within thy Calvary's scope.
Where ills, death, torment are never endemic
in a world where strife is largely systemic.
Satan's forces can never with thee contend.
As they tirelessly try my soul to rend.
For in thy hands Lord I deliver my all,
let not the enemy gloat over my fall.
Hide me Lord from the ravenous devil's snare.
Through stalking passions he tries to draw me near
to hell's dreary coast of unquenchable fire.
Keep me from the deceit of this age old liar.
When I achieve eternity's sinless goal,
Lord to thee I will commit my precious soul.
Guarantee my safe passage to heaven's gate.
A celestial realm that is devoid of hate.
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Jesus Christ our Saviour
PoetryMy Lord the good shepherd and fortress of hope. I gladly rest within thy Calvary's scope. Where ills, death, torment are never endemic in a world where strife is largely systemic. Satan's forces can never with thee contend. As they tirelessly try my...