The Lord is my Ebeneezer,
this far He has led and
helped me in every need,
This strengthens my confidence, I trust
that after so much heights attained,
He will not let me sink at last
but raise me to higher ground.
Though I stray and betray Him,
I'm sure He'll not use His might to harm
but to straighten and save me.
As long as I am pliable in His hands,
He'll refine me in His crucibles
till all the dross in me reflects
all the glory of His grace.
Ogolla Enock 10th April,2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem