Here is a poem of deliverance, echoing the cries of the psalmists and the victory of the cross.
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The Deliverance Poem
The chains are tight, the night is long,
The oppressor's voice,a bitter song.
The walls are high,the door is sealed,
In this Egypt,my fate is sealed.
But a whisper comes,on the desert air,
A promise strong,to banish despair:
"I have seen your affliction, and heard your cry,
I have come to deliver you;I am the LORD Most High."
(From Exodus 3:7-8)
Through the sea of fear, a path is made,
Through the crushing waves,a way is laid.
The enemy's charge,a thundering roar,
Drowned in the depths,forevermore.
"The LORD is my strength and my defense;
he has become my salvation."
My song of deliverance,now begins.
(From Exodus 15:2)
Not by my sword, not by my hand,
But by the Spirit,across the land.
The giant falls,with a single stone,
A victory won,by God alone.
"The battle is the LORD's,"the truth rings clear,
"He will deliver you from every fear."
(From 1 Samuel 17:47)
But the deepest chain, the truest foe,
Lurked in my heart,with a deadly glow.
Sin's bitter price,a debt unpaid,
In a prison of my own making,I stayed.
Then a greater Moses stood to plead,
And from a greater bondage,I am freed.
"So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed."
This is the deliverance I truly need.
(From John 8:36)
On a hill called Calvary, the battle was fought,
With His own life,my ransom bought.
The serpent's head was crushed that day,
The power of sin was swept away.
"He has delivered us from the dominion of darkness,"
and brought us into the kingdom of His glorious Son.
The final exodus is won.
(From Colossians 1:13)
So let the earth shake, let the waters rise,
The promise is sure,for it's sealed in the skies.
No weapon formed against me shall stand,
For I am held by the Deliverer's hand.
"I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy of praise,
and I am saved from my enemies."
My life,my poem of deliverance, shall be.
(From Psalm 18:3)
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