Fit for the Battle


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Your great promises, Lord, kept me on track.

Sharp-set stones deeply cut, my strength spent

I could not meet your eyes if I turned back…

So on I went.


You would not yield your faith in me

As menacing crags threatened to bar

I conquered inch by terrified inch to see…

My goal afar.


I struggle now amid tough golden years…

I flinch; falter blindly, yet deep within,

“You can!” my spirit, unwavering, hears…

“Lord, we shall win!”

2 comments on “Fit for the Battle

  1. Good thought. Keep it coming.

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