January 6-7, 2021

On Psalm 91

terror assails and tumult surrounds

fear, confusion, hate all rule their day

there is not one to whom we can run

not one who will save us from ruin

there is not one to whom we can hold

not one who is worthy of our hope

and we fall through the crack

gaping wide and ravenous

fickle saviours eroding its edge

fear gains the upper hand

confusion flees in all directions

hate fuels every empty soul

and still God reigns

beyond all fear, God reigns

above all confusion, God reigns

untouched by hate, God reigns

over all, God reigns

over me, God reigns

He is my hope

He is my certainty

He is my strong tower

between the thousand and the ten thousand

I will stand