I close my weary eyes so I can see clearly,
for this world jabs and grabs at me severely.
I close my eyes to listen and hear,
His gentle whisper calms my insecurity and fear.
I close my eyes as I look to the hills,
I surrender my wants and wills.
I close my eyes as peace and tranquility are mine,
For today with my Heavenly Father, I dine.
Psalm 121 (ESV)
I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? 2 My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber. 4 Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand. 6 The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. 8 The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore.
I penned the above poem after a recent visit to "The Fred W. Symmes Chapel, also known as Pretty Place, " in Cleveland, SC. If you are ever in the area, I highly recommend it. However, short devotionals for your everyday life are also a great way to stay connected. Check out these devotionals!
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