Holdfast my dear beloved child
Clingfast my precious, priceless prize
Grasp tight my arm of deliverance
For I will, on my life, I will deliver you.
Clutch close the promise I bequeathed you,
When your eyes see not,
For being clouded in doubt
For I will, on my life, I will make good
Endure, oh endure my veriest treasure,
Until I come to fulfill hope,
And architect a glorious end
For I will, on my life, I will come
For I am, on my life, I AM faithful.
By Ia Stavig