when darkest black
befogs my soul
I perceive your light
your wondrous love
emboldens me
your spirit is my might
attacks, the shadow
with battle blow
plotting lambs astray
but oh my shepherd
your holy staff
illuminates the way
living lord
I stand in thee
against the blitz of woe
your faithfulness
and torch is true
in you I’m not alone
Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The LORD, the LORD, is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation. – Isaiah 12:2
image: painting by Rachelle Levingston
SILVER PENNIES 
Holy mackerel! I want to hear it sung! Wow Em, this is beautiful and mighty and a blessing. Thank you.
Beautifully powerful Em!
Thanks for continuing to write poems to help me focus on the true meaning of this earthly life. Love it, Emily!