THE VERY PLACEBy: Darrelyn L. Tutt
I felt the weight of heavy chain,So heavy on my soul;I wondered, how I wondered,What could come through iron’s hold.
I fought, I struggled long and hard,And finally in a heap;My battered soul, it did collapse,And I began to weep.
“O God, my God, no strength have I,To fight unyielding chain;My soul is bruised and battered;And my spirit lies in pain.”Then did a great and quiet calm,Encapsulate and free;The very place the iron chain,Had overpowered me.
And certain hope did enter in,And something changed within;The peace of God accompanied,The chain that bound me in.
The struggling stopped, the striving ceased,The iron turned to gold;And wisdom entered in the day …All strength had left my soul.-------- “… He was laid in iron: Until the time that His word came; the word of the Lord tried him.”Psalm 105:18-19