Poetry: Lord, How Sweet Is Your Word

LORD, HOW SWEET IS YOUR WORD

How sweet is your Word in suffering,

Though oft' the burden is great.

It feels unbearably frequent,

Such difficulty of late.

Your Word is a precious ointment,

Oft' applied in much duress.

Your Word is a pathway lamplight.

With your Word I make progress.

I read and feel much freedom.

A breath of joy I breathe.

I lose myself in scriptures,

Where found is sweet relief.

Your Word, I'll never shun it,

Though hurting hinders me.

The two-edged sword of sweetness

Is what I need from thee.

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(c)Sandra Johnson/Draw Nigh To Hope