Prevailing

Prevailing

O’ foulest fiend whose veil you cast,

(From bitter seed and origin),

All wont of ill this cloak amassed,

To cover calm and peace within.

It tries men’s souls and tears apart,

All thought to gain an upper hand,

And, rend the inner tender heart,

To this and every other land.

However low your specious spill,

However low the trail you trod,

It ne’er can cover grander still,

The greater good of sovereign God.

Despite all outcomes you display,

Despite the terror you foment in,

All trust in Him forever pray,

Restore the calm and peace within.

For in this time and all I must,

Believe in God and place all trust!

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 19, 2020