Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Poem After Psalm 51:14 And Habakkuk 3:18, With Ephesians 2:8

I thank You for Your Grace, O Lord and God of my Salvation.

Your gift of Faith even to me (to one such as me!) is my soul's chief exultation:

Faith, the best balm for the wounds of sin; and bulwark against temptation.

Here and in Your eternal Kingdom, Lord, I will rejoice in Salvation.



Starward


Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem came to me almost entirely intact just after my morning prayers.  I have had a rather rough week, and I think---when these poems come to me---they are meant as an encouragement from God, and a confirmation of my ambition from 1976 to write Scriptural poetry.

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