In the battlefield of life we stand,
Armed not with swords, but truth in hand.
Though battles rage, our faith prevails,
By His voice of hope that never fails.
His Word—more than stories compiled,
Its truth, that trains a God-fearing child.
With Christ’s grace as our armor, a mighty enforce,
We keep striving, led by the cross.
We are chosen, not to blend with the dark,
But to walk in the light, set apart.
Standing firm in the Lord through all,
Claiming our victory at His final call.
PSALM 144, EPHESIANS 6:10-17
Poem by: Christy Bobby
