My God

When I am in the shadow,
Of the deep valleys below,
You, you are my Shiloh.

My rock, my redeemer,
It is You that I follow.

El Shaddai
Shepherding me up,
Up to the mountain’s peak.

Oh Spirit of Might,
Give me the strength that I need.

Oh my El, my El Roi,
Your eyes penetrate,
Circulating radiant heat.

I bow down now,
To worship You at your feet.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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