Hi! This is a story that may never be finished as I will keep adding to it all the time. Some times the chapter will be a story or sometimes my thoughts. This one is a poem of sorts inspired by the story of Abraham and Isaac. (Genesis 22:1-13)
Hand trembling
Knife lifting
Holding above the sacrific
A young boy
With no choice
With him a promise be fulfilled
But why was it that he was now on the alter
Where a pure lamb should be
Surely it could not be
That the boy's father was about to slay him?
And offer him as a burnt sacrifice
The the God above would surely not let this happen
The knife drawing closer
Almost at the throat
When a voice called out
And told him to stop
Thank the Lord
The son is saved
The Almighty has heard their plea
A ram
Caught in the bush
Young boy
Unbounded and free
The Lord has head our prayer
We will be delivered
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