
Peter into prison thrown
And the saints for him did pray
For his salvation from the sword
That God would make a way
An angel of the Lord came to him
To lead him from captors free
And through the first and second doors
Then to the Iron Gate – Three
Into the city Peter did flee
To Mary’s house he made his way
And knocked upon that door – four
Behind which the church did pray
Rhoda to his beckoning she did attend
And his presence she made known
But despite their prayers the saints could not see
That he from custody had flown
Are we that way too?
Praying without expectation,
That God will answer our requests
As a rule and not the exception
Padre
Poem 12 based on Acts 12 for February Acts Poems
Nicely done
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