Author: Tekna Truth

A Cry from Stone – the Heart’s own Cave –Where Fear’s sharp Teeth – do gnaw and rave –Beneath His Wings – a Refuge sweet –Till Storm’s fierce Roar – shall find retreat – The Lions prowl – their Tongues like Swords –Yet Heaven sends – its faithful Words –A Love that soars – to…

The Heart in Chase – by Shadows torn –Its Foes pursue – with ceaseless Scorn –Yet Trust ascends – a quiet Flame –To name the Name – that Fear would claim – A Bottle holds – each falling Tear –No Sorrow lost – to Heaven’s Ear –The Book records – each Tossing Night –And knits…

A Cry ascends—through Storm and Strife—My Heart in Anguish—torn—The Wicked weave their Words of Knife—Yet God—He hears—my Morn. Betrayal stings—its Smooth Disguise—A Friend—once Dear—now Foe—His Words like Butter—hide the Lies—But God—His Truth—I know. Oh, for the Wings—of Dove—to soar—Above the Tempest’s Roar—To find my Rest—on Distant Shore—Where Peace shall reign—once more. I cast my Cares—on…

A Cry ascends — through desert Air —A Heart pursued — by Foes unfair —Yet God’s great Name — a Tower strong —Sustains the Soul — through all Life’s Wrong — The Ziphites scheme — their Tongues betray —But God attends — He hears the Pray’r —His Might shall rise — to Vindicate —The Faithful…