by Mark Walters

Created on: August 28, 2010   Last Updated: January 08, 2012

The Eye of the Storm

Around my life, the world explodes
I see my plans and hopes erode
Assumptions break apart as glass
Swirling into the dark morass

A Specter through the vortex  hovers
Darkened clouds pull back the covers
A deadly phantom, now no stranger
Yet where I sit I know no danger

God turns this darkest night to dawn
Though death trumps his deadly pawn
The reaper grins with mortal glower
But his cursed bell is null of power

Death’s knell last pealed at Calvary
When Christ arose to set us free
From His broken tomb away we fly
Beyond the glint of  fading sky

Jesus Who died bids me be wise
So from my end a victor rise   
The evil eye that threatens me
Shall be slain by faith it cannot see

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