How helpless must one be
When the time for a baby's
birth comes,
But the mother has no strength
to bring it forth?
How helpless must one be
When a platter of food is
set on the table,
But the starving man has
no strength
to lift a fork?
How helpless must one be
When a robber is at the
front door,
But the homeowner has not
the strength
to turn the lock?
Helpless is as helpless can
be,
When a sword pricks your
throat,
And you have not the strength
to even pray.
Perhaps God will see the
sword
while it rests still in its sheath,
Or hear the unborn baby
who has not yet begun to cry,
And will rescue the most
helpless
at least for His own sake?
Says the Lord,
I will defend my own,
to save them,
if not for theirs,
but My own sake.
Isaiah 37 |
