Poetry

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Into Battle 4/6/08

When the way is so uncertain,
And the clouds all seem to gather,
I come running to the Holy One,
My Jesus, Lord, and Master.

I cannot think it through myself,
But need His wise, Holy candor,
Do not take things to my own hands,
Because I'll only flounder.

I weigh His Words in careful scales,
Take nothing out of context,
But looking at the big picture,
I try to not get so vexed.

I ask for His calm assurance,
His Light to give direction,
His hand to be leading my way
When it gets on down to action.

I ask for truth and discernment,
Knowing He will not lead me astray,
As I put all my faith in Him,
With confidence, I go His way.

Into the throes of battle,
With my Keeper by my side,
I know we'll come out the victors,
Because He has been my Guide.

copyright 2008 by Brenda LaVelle

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