The big question is
a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India
The big question is,
Whose shield is better? and
I know it's certainly mine,
For it has the touch of the divine.
I may be a grasshopper,
In front of their devious plans,
Yet know it for certain,
I am in His hands.
He bled and died for me,
He bore insults and shame,
Can His protection fail,
No none can make such claims.
Let them try their arrows,
I will bow down in prayer,
My defence is invincible,
I am sure of His care.