By Lucia K Haase
I face the swords upon the battlefield,
and fight with strength, the constant enemy.
Your armor, Lord, provides me with a shield-
a light within the dark in front of me.
I see Your strategy and certain plan
instilled within my life and thought each day.
You walk with me upon this earthen land,
and help me fight what battles come my way.
Beyond this battlefield, I can sense
a vast Horizon right in front of me;
Your armor and Your shield are my defense;
my faith abounds for what I cannot see.
You are The Lord, Creator of the field;
You bless me with Your armor and Your shield.
‘…Do not be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your very great reward.’
‘The night is nearly over; the day is almost here.
So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light.’