Psalm 114

The world is a foreign place to be
And from it the Lord has set us free
He is found in the hearts of His people
Not under an old church steeple

The sea saw your glory and fled
And even in the desert your children are fed
The Jordan fell back upon its feet
And the people of Jericho suffered defeat

Tremble O earth at the presence of God
Mountains fall down where you stand
Seas, so vast, flee away from here
For Christ stands at God's right hand

Victories are won in the depths of the valley
And strongholds are broken down
God's children are called to the battle
This is where victors gain their crowns

poem by Frank McEleny
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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