Strike

Posted on January 26, 2020 by Rachel D. Lyne

There is my ancient enemy, but here is my present sword:

I battle him with the power of the Word.

I battle him with truth’s beautiful face.

I battle him with the might of grace.

I battle him with my lips and pen.

I battle him with my God, who doesn’t end.

I battle him with hope surrounding me.

I battle with compassion like a sea.

I battle him with verse and lyric.

I battle him because I do not fear it.

I battle armed with Light and Love.

I battle him here, though battles are won above.

©️2020 Rachel D. Lyne

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About Rachel D. Lyne

Author of Faith-based Fiction ("The Tales of Rizalia Series") and Nonfiction ("The Apple - A Woman's Battle Plan: Overcoming Forbidden Fruit in Marriage"). Lyne is also an inspirational public speaker for women, youth, and writers' groups.
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