Thy Word #130

The entrance of my melancholy soul.
Thy words drive back the dark, and
Giveth light to my tissue-thin heart.
It giveth a sour taste,
Understanding is missing,
Unto more self indulgence.
The simple mind needs your steady hand.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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