VICTOR
Looking up The day was bright Everything seemed To be running fast Zillion things upon her mind She closed her eyes And said a prayer Requiring the help Of her Faithful King The only one who brings her peace The only source Of her dignity The formidable fortress Of her immunity And now with hope She stands up tall. Though yesterday Had patches of fear But on this day All fear is gone For she has pledged To hold on strong With Joy within And face gleaming She saddles her horse Riding on strong Ready to blast Enemies front-lines Reaching behind The enemies camp For one sole purpose To take the prize. ©heavenly_broadcast # PUNCHLINE- Though she saw Him Not Christ her living King Had vowed in Truth His Presence to her A vow from her Never to depart A vow to eternally be her guide And upon His strength She rides on strong Having this surety He'll never let her fall And without a flinch She invades hell army Penetrating their fort With arms of war Taking her plunder of her precious gold That she should be Oppressed No More. Matt.28:20, Hebrew 13:5 & psalm 144:1 Photo Credit- www.pixabay.com
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