Fear

Poetry

When fear come’s knocking

Pretending to protect

It takes away my joy

My faith, my intellect

Love slinks into the corner

How do I defeat this foe?

Stand back up

Trust what I know

1 Corinthians 13:13

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

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