Struggling Jacob

Above us a multitude of stars did glow
over me lingering someone did bow;
suddenly I felt His breath upon my face
His body had a kind of Godly strong grace

while I struggled hands fell upon my body
in power He did encompass me
putting all of my mortal strength against His
struggling with how my own life is

I yearned to hear His name,
as in His presence I did not feel the same.

poem by Gert StrydomReport problemRelated quotes
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