as pirates-of-the-caribbean music plays from pandora,
it mirrors the tumultuous battle inside my heart
for i desire with everything inside me to stand--
though the enemy's flaming arrows shoot repeatedly,
yet i will not fall
and if i do
He will pick me up again
the world and all it's lies will never sway
His strong, loving,
protective arms
that wrap this trembling girl tightly
and though i fear and doubt and question
[why does it have to be this way?]
His shield of faith i hold in one hand
and the Spirit's sword in the other.
with these, i cannot lose.
H
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