Battlefield

The darkness is deep and all around

The tendrils of pain are pulling me down

Smoke arises and swirls about my head

I hear the enemy clamoring and I am filled with dread

Anxiety

finds a place in my chest My eyes sting with the hurt

of unrest I search myself and find I am lacking But behind

me is a wall of fire and it is stacking Flame upon

flame a wall to surround me My knees shake and I feel

weak The enemy comes and anxiety won’t sleep But I still stand

in the midst of his glory

Glory to God alone Worthy is He who delivers from foes Mighty

Savior upon his throne He will stand firm among the arrows He

does not falter or grow weary

He whispers not a groan Death was conquered at Calvary

Glory to God alone

Though deep clouds block the sun Though the enemy

continues to come

In his light do I see light My God has drawn His

sword for fight His wall of fire burns with heat Yet I

remain, I do not retreat His sword is raised,

His arrow is steady

He will win the battle with glory

One day all will be well

One day I will lift my voice to tell

Of how the deep trembled at his sight How the fire held

his glory so bright

Of His goodness in the fear

Of all the ways he drew me near When the enemy mounted

in terror upon me

And he fought in all his glory

(glory to God alone)