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Everyday we face battles
About meaningless chattel
Dealing with ethics,
What is good and bad
Filled with grief and unhappiness
We appear so sad
We never pick up the sword
No time to read God's word
Tending to please the Lord
Doesn't this sound absurd
In order to win the war
We must adhere to the warrantor
He declares with certainty
His word is our guarantee
If we pray at the beginning of each day,
And remember that He's the potter, and we are the clay,
Shroud our selves in the armor of prayer,
We have His assurance, He will be there.
God's protection in our fight
Against evil He will smite
We have nothing ever to fear
For God is our commandeer
If we read His word, beginning each day
Our beginnings won't seem in disarray
Just heed His word,
And do as He said.
For you will never be misled
God begins all beginnings,
And end's all endings
He is the Alpha-Omega,
The Beginning and the End.
Copywrite © Norma O'Grady 2004
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