Eyes like high tide

They do not conquer the land
with their swords;
it is not their own arm
that gives them victory.
It is your right hand
and your strong arm
and the blinding light from your face
that helps them,
for you love them.
Psalm 44:3

Abba how good you are!
Sin’s sandcastles crumble
in the crashing wake
of your loving, churning light.

Great God and Father,
make us a blessing
in your keeping
make your shining face
upon us be peace.