Author: Orloxian PM
Another one of my earliest poems. I wrote this when I was feeling very conflicted about some things, as a way to remind myself that there is a promised rest for Christians who trust wholly in Christ.Rated: Fiction K - English - Spiritual/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 168 - Published: 03-05-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2782435
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I sing a song, a melody
Of peace and blissful harmony.
Give thanks to Him who reigns above,
With care and wisdom, strength and love.
I sing a song, a tune of praise
To Him who from the Pits did save
Who bought our souls with Christ's dear blood
And saved us from the fiery flood.
I sing a song, a rousing cry
Heed Him, the Lord, who cometh nigh!
The time draws close, the End of Days,
Where He will us to Heaven raise.
I sing a song, a battle chant,
Defy the darkened seed and plant!
Hold on to Truth, forever strong,
His Word eternal, never wrong.
I sing a song, a call to arms,
Beware, the demon seeks our harm!
Lock thy shields and ready thy swords
Thy faith unfalt'ring as our Lord's.
I sing a song, a wishful hum
Oh Lord, I pray, be swift and come!
Chase back the mounting, evil storm
And clothe us in that holy form.