Forsaken
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Elyon, Elyon, my
king, my lord
Deliver me from
this sword
Why have you
forsaken me
In your eyes,
forsaken me
In your
thoughts, in your heart,
In your wrath,
forsaken me
In their hatred,
dark and fierce,
They mock, scorn
and abase
My hands and
feet, they pierce
My bones, they
wrench from place
You lay me in
the dust
Desert me as
death calls
Yet in you, will
I trust
Into your hands,
my spirit falls
--
The Prince
Prophecy of the Heir
(Psalm 22:1-17, 31:5)
Prophecy of the Heir
(Psalm 22:1-17, 31:5)
This poem (based on
messianic psalms) is an except from the literary apologetics novel, Prophecy of the Heir, written by the Prince (the pre-incarnate Christ), who
gives it to the Shekinah (Holy Spirit), who then inspires the mortal Daeved
(King David) to pen it.








