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A Saviour's Warrior

That you would call me yours,
& know me by my name.
Despite my fears & failures,
past my tears & all my shame.
The Well in the midst of my Desert,
the Hope to my despair.
The ransom for my soul You paid
to show me that You care.
You delight in giving me
all that my heart desires.
Your mercy makes it's way to me
as I struggle though the Fire.
Beauty for ashes you trade for my life
to show that I'm precious in Your sight.
And the strength that I need,
as I surrender to thee,
You provide so I could fight with all my might.
Purify my heart, transform my mind
& the enemy has to flee as all his lies I bind!
Victory prevails as you reveal your Glory
The creator of my life, with an ending to my story.
Leaving the former things behind,
taking back that which originally was mine.
Focusing on my latter days,
trusting you in all your ways.
A friend of a God who calls me Friend
My enemies & my past under my feet,
never to rise again!
You are my Lord, my Saviour
who has revealed, saved & proclaimed.
You called me from the ends of the earth,
before you formed me you knew my name.

Isaiah 43:1 “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.

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  1. AnonymousJuly 30, 2012 at 5:28 PM

    Wow!! Absolutely beautiful!! Thank u for sharing that poem....really deep!!...its Nylda

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