In this fiery winds

Where hurtful dust blinds

I need your sling to cling

In this death ring


No matter how strong

The arms of the winds

I know I You belong

So I wait as Your angel finds


Bounded, I crave you as a slave

Haunted, I hide like a lion in Your cave

Fighting, I think like Your Dave

To fight my Goliath with the thoughts You gave


I won’t surrender

No matter the pressure

The winds can me in the blind render

But Your protection I will treasure


You are my God

Who lives and never gets bored

Of the shortfalls I hoard despite Your love, Lord

Forever I will cherish Your sword

And will hold so firm Your leading rod

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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