Isaiah Forty-Three

Isaiah 43

Don’t you get it?

I am rescue

And a shield from fire

And torrents

And persistent

Calling hither.

You are mine.

You have faltered

In the strange gods

Wayward children

Prone to mimic.

Just as Jacob

Tried to flee my

Grip Divine.

Cease the struggle

I am ravished

By the beauty

Still kept hidden.

Out of bondage

To be gathered

In due time.

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