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little confusing but i needed to get my thoughts on paper.


Submitted:Oct 13, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


The Glory of the King,

all splendor, all Majesty.

Who is like our God?

Who is like the one who loves us so?

Jesus!

Your love, it fills me,

it moves me,

I'm doing things now that I never thought I could do.

I'm defying this world,

I'm shoving their lies back in their face.

I will not conform!

I am called!

I am a warrior of the holy army!

You think you can take me?

Your right.

I'm easily defeated daily, but that's only because I rely on my strength alone.

Not my Gods.

But when I have him in me,

his strength and holy presence....

demons are nothin,

they can't take my God down!

The prince of this world,

satan,

he has captured so many of my fellow soldiers.

P.O.W's

I used to be one of them,

now it is my divine mission to save them,

to show them who can break their chains.

Ultimately it's their chose.

But once our chains are gone, there's no stopping us.

We are unstoppable!

We are God's children!

You think you can go against us?

You think you can defeat our God?

Our Jesus and Savior?

He made you,

He can unmake you.

But he wont,

his love for us is to great, to powerful, to pure.

COME!

It is time to march into battle.

It is time to wake our comrades from their slumber.

Quickly, lets march on.

It's time to wake up.

It's time to stop living in a dreams.

Reality, this is a war.

We cannot afford to sleep anymore.

So wake up,

and shout our battle cry.





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