Beckett: Poetry – No. 1905, God is My Fortress

This exegetical poem is based on Psalm 46:1-9, as well as my Pentecost 21 sermon for All Saints’ Day 2019.


God is my refuge and strength, —
     He is present in every trouble.
Thus, I fear not earth’s short length, —
     even though it will come to rubble.

Even though mountains tremble
     and waters flood and soar,
I am not filled with fear dreadful,
     even as the nations roar.

For there is the city of God
     with a still, lifegiving river.
God sits enthroned there abroad, —
     the city that does not quiver.

Even though the nations rage,
     the voice of the Lord subdues them;
for the King reigns in every age, —
     He is our Fortress in this slum.

For behold the works of the Lord:
     He brings an end to every war
as He works to kill the evil horde,
     for it is evil He abhors.

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