![]() My Shield Will I Lift UpA Poem by Chris TaylorMy Shield Will I Lift Up
a poem by Chris T.
The money-changer’s hand comes to snatch my coin But my shield will I lift up. The flaming arrows seek to destroy But my shield is God Most High.
A rock was placed to watch me stumble But my shield I throw aloft. I keep my heart faithful and humble For my shield is free from rot.
The valley is dark and the path is narrow And my shield is my defense. Thieves they come to seek my marrow But my shield is quite immense.
When one step further is one too much My shield blocks the fray. When to my chest my faith I clutch my shield knows the way.
So onward and upward to battle I come Bringing my shield to peril’s door Having no fear of my enemy’s drum I hoist the shield once more. © 2011 Chris TaylorAuthor's Note
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22 Reviews Added on September 20, 2011 Last Updated on September 20, 2011 AuthorChris TaylorSioux Falls, SDAboutI am a writer, poet, musician of 30 years, husband, father and follower of the Most High God. I try to let my writing point the way back to a relationship with Jesus. When I am not writing I am probab.. more..Writing
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