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Mar 2020
Your trouble I don't invite
It feels you've come to spite
The joy that has been my light
The goodness that has been
A stronghold within
To keep me from my sin
I know, Adversity,
You strive to win
To break my will and spirit
My goal, my prize
Adversity, you permit me not come near it
Instead, the obstacle itself,
You desire me to fear it.

It shall not be so

My protection, my battle armor
Bent and battered though it be
Has not aided me this far
To fail to set me free
Adversity, you will not make an example, a mockery over me.
You can take my possessions, and rob me of my wealth.
You can even crush my dreams,
And swiftly infect my health.
But this One Thing, Adversity, you shall never deplete me of:
Almighty Sovereign God
Jesus, whose name is Love.
Steven Cole
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Steven Cole  27/M/Pennsylvania
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