A Psalm...

Media offers no peace to my soul

Evidence of sorrow flash before my eyes

Violence, poverty and strife breach flood walls

People curse God as unjust and turn away

From under the murky clouds of earth I look up

My heart knows you are Just

Your truth rains down drops of revelation

I watch your hand release Justice and Mercy

Your ways are hidden from those who curse your name

In the midst of fear, death and disease;

Your servants always find a safe place to rest

When I see dark forces ravage the earth,

Distress seeps into my flesh and my body aches.

I am overwhelmed, I long for sleep, for escape

Yet one moment of truth in You melts away my anguish

In you I find rest that restores my body and soul

My spirit rises above this delicate realm

I am not subject to the unstable state of the nations

I pledge myself to kingship of Heaven

The warrior King in on His throne

I devote my life to His rule and reign

My homage to the King is met with strength

I am filled with understanding beyond my ability

One small girl will set thousands to flight

I rest in the battlefield, with His shield over me.