Parks & Rec ✖ Merlin Bonus: [Guy points sword at Arthur] Arthur: Now listen swordy guy I’m sure we can figure this out rationally. [Guy points sword at Merlin] Arthur: HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A PENDRAGON SCORNED
I’ve spent the greater portion of my days praying to my Heavenly Father.
For deliverance, for strength, for peace
And He bolsters me up against the whirlwind.
In my heart, He whispers,
Be strong. You have weathered worse storms than this.
I feel Him wrap my arm around His shoulder,
He lets me lean against His side until my legs have strength again.
But in the night, it is upon my Mother’s breast that I petition comfort.
The soldier on the battlefield may be emboldened by a Father’s praise,
But for whom does he search in the inky stretch of night,
Who will chase away the fears of the day that linger in his mind
When the battle has been won?
Oh, Father, Thou hast given my feet thunder and my hands fire,
But Mother stills the tempest in my heart.
I accept Thy strength to carry on,
But let Her tears and sighs keep me safe in the dark.