By Galynn Pfau
My soul cries out in anguish and despair
I’m broken…I need repair.
Lord, Your will be done.
I will not run.
I will not hide.
It is You, God
That’s keeping me alive!
I will sharpen my blade,
Put on my armor,
And You oh Lord
Will pierce the darkness
That has come upon me.
Shining the light
For me to fight.
I can’t see beyond this day
All I can do is pray
That You will lead the way.
The sky is dark,
The air is heavy.
The devil is secretly preparing
To turn what is sacred to unholy.
The plot is thick.
He is drooling…
Blood dripping from his lips.
He is hungry.
Turn away from God, and he will devour you!
