Poem by Grace E. Troy - Hedged In

Ps 55:17

17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.

Hedged by walls I cannot scale

I would not if I could.

For God Himself, has placed them there

And only wills me good.

Bound by strong cords I cannot break

A prisoner of the Lords---

But my dear Keeper is so kind

And love tied all the cords.

Yet though I cannot walk abroad

I still may travel far---

By way of God’s own Throne of Grace

To where the needy are.

Where millions wait in heathen lands

Bound by the chain of sin

Lost in the blackness of the night

Whom only Christ can win.

So, grant me grace and strength each day

To labor here in prayer---

That others there in distant lands

May God’s salvation share.