Won By PraiseA Poem by AKFor my Pastor during a particularly rough time...A lifetime of faithful service
that her people might stand strong
The body now worn and weary
ready to move on
Grant me the sword my shepherd
has borne in every fight
Let me carry her heavy armor
till dawn eclipses night
Give her, Lord, a place of safety
to seek guidance for the day
Her hands raised up in victory
to assure the battle goes our way
As before upon the mountain
let the prophet's standard raise
So all may know - though we are few
our fight be won by praise
Taught by faultless example
without doubt, called here to serve
Though last battle grows so costly
as others loose faith and nerve
We can look upon that mountain
and see our shepherd clear
We’ll stand our ground, just keep her safe
as good fights’ end draws near
© 2008 AKReviews
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Added on March 11, 2008AuthorAKAKAboutIf you haven't visited my Alaska... well... well... shame on you : >) Small brook just outside of Woodstock, Vermont. October 14, 2010 "Oh... that feels so good" - May 17, 2009 .. more..Writing
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