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security

I wonder at the comfort found
As my family comes to view;
Safety, health, and wealth abound,
Each day we’re blessed anew.

And it frightens me to contemplate
On pain and death and war;
Though I’m untouched, I’ve learned of late
Man knows not what’s in store.

So before the winds come blowing
That drive me to my knees,
I’ll lift my eyes toward Heaven
While life is still a breeze;

And pray for dedication
And a zeal for righteous cause;
And more appreciation
For His eternal laws.

I’ll leave to Him the future;
His paths are straight and sure;
And, rich or poor, my heart shall know
The meaning of secure.

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Wes Stephenson

Author, motorcyclist, poet, and adventurer. Let's journey together.

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