A very differently written poem of Thanksgiving forms the content of this week’s piece.
In Life’s Rough Waters, Kept Afloat by The Lord
Few are the times
that I
enjoy tranquility
on the sea
of life;
for, often—
I would be
tossed about
by waves
that surely
would cause
me to drown—
were it not
for my lifesaver:
You, Lord
Who keeps me
from going
down!
O, God!
Great is my
gratitude
to Thee!
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