When we fall we do not land on both, our hands and feet,
But our crash does not have to end up, in such a bitter defeat.
When we fight, we do not have to pull out our sharpened claws,
But be still and know that God is God, He will fight our vicious brawls.
We don’t have to sift through trash to get our souls filled up,
But as God’s own we dine with Him, and drink from His Holy cup.
We can’t clean our own filth, it takes a thorough washing, by the blood of Jesus Christ,
His blood covering will keep us safe from every satanic parasite.
We don’t have to beg, we just need to ask, and believe that it’s already done.
Fight the good fight, finish the race……………………
Victory is already won.