Wednesday, October 14, 2015

The Battle Belongs To The Lord

Visions of horror
Visions of hope
Trudging through terror
Sliding down a slimy slope
Reeling from the sorrows
Heads buried beneath the burrows
Preparing to wave the white flag
But alas, a sliver through the dark clouds
A revelation
What was intended to break me
God purposed for good
So it's time to fly
No wings to flap & glide
Just faith, yes faith
In the One who can catch my arms
And hold my hand as tightly as He can
As I was swinging w/Him  through the blue skies
In the midst of the howling winds & bumpy air pockets
Did I hear Him whisper the words
Don't be afraid child be strong & courageous
For the battle belongs to the Lord
Wait and be strong it's my fight
My war, my victory, my glory
Yes child the battle belongs to the Lord
You need only to wait & be not afraid!