An angel’s Hallelujah … loud
All above me
His heavenly servants
Protecting us from wrecks
the predators … seeking to deceive
So many against we who believe
Yet, the King of Eternity
And His Angel Army
Moving, breathing fire
Into our souls
Giving us the gift of Jesus the Rock
On which we roll and never stop.
Thank you for joining here at the poetry blog. The image today is from Pixabay.com.
As I have entered the work-outside-the-home world, my eyes are open to the daily spiritual battle … not just mine but ours.
I wrote this poem after a time when I felt physically vulnerable. I am a school crossing guard. One afternoon, I stood in the middle of the street with the stop sign. A vehicle sped past me.
I had to remind myself I am protected by the Creator of the Universe.
Maybe you need that reminder too.
May God bless you this given day.