Prayer of Jacob
(Genesis
32:24-32)
Arrest my
wrestling
Spirit with one
swift
Caress or brush
or blow –
Keep self-will crippled,
Close-cleaving,
clinging,
Coupled to
Majesty.
Direct my
wavering
Stride – listing
to Your
Side in
pain-sweet triumph –
Bearer of Your
Name,
Bowed beneath
blessing,
Walking with a
limp.
© Avril
VanderMerwe 2008
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