Sunday, June 5, 2011

Though He Slay Me

Should a day come whence gathered my foes
And if they would harm me and tear down my prose
If they discourage and seek to deface
Even if armies surround me to slay

Then I would cry and call on your name

If stones of fire rain down from the sky
And boils spread over and cover my skin
If clouds block the sun and keep me from light
Even if cancer were found deep within

Still I would cry and call on your name

If all I had was taken from me
If all my money, possessions were gone
Even if my roof was only a tree
And everything right had been turned into wrong

You are still there, you are with me

What if my friends denied they loved me?
Rejected by lovers, and by family?
What if all I had was the hope of you?
Would I be thankful that you remain true?

Though he slay me, yet will I trust him