So bent to destroy me?
It works to my woe,
In sin to employ me.
The struggle it causes
Each day of my life,
Without many pauses
For ending the strife.
I now have a Sword
Which comes from above.
It’s God’s written word,
He sent with His love.
With all of God’s armor,
And Heaven’s rich wealth,
I am able to conquer
My worst enemy, “self.”
Copyright 2010, Kathryn D. Search
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