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This poem is based on Psalm 91:9-16 and Deuteronomy 32:1-11:

Psalm 91:9-16 NIV

9 If you say, “The LORD is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling,10 no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent.11 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways;12 they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.13 You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.14 “Because he loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.15 He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him.16 With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”

Deuteronomy 32:1-11 NIV

The Song of Moses

1 Listen, you heavens, and I will speak; hear, you earth, the words of my mouth.2 Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.3 I will proclaim the name of the LORD. Oh, praise the greatness of our God!4 He is the Rock, his works are perfect, and all his ways are just. A faithful God who does no wrong, upright and just is he.5 They are corrupt and not his children; to their shame they are a warped and crooked generation.6 Is this the way you repay the LORD, you foolish and unwise people? Is he not your Father, your Creator, who made you and formed you?7 Remember the days of old; consider the generations long past. Ask your father and he will tell you, your elders, and they will explain to you.8 When the Most High gave the nations their inheritance, when he divided all mankind, he set up boundaries for the peoples according to the number of the sons of Israel.9 For the LORD’s portion is his people, Jacob his allotted inheritance.10 In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye,11 like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them aloft.

Have a great week!

ariseartist

https://www.poetforthelord.com/

ariseartist

I write spiritual poems, religious poetry, Christian verse. Everyone goes to a hearse. So, I point to the Word; terse soul traps snap out doubt.

https://www.poetforthelord.com/
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