Every day is a battle
A raging war against sin,
I often fear the wounds,
Such conflict within!
Has not my Father promised?
To deliver those in need?
The child who remains faithful
Shall have victory indeed.
So many times I fail and falter,
Times when the blows seem severe,
Yet this is the war of my Father,
He encourages: victor is near.
So with sword in my hand,
I march on.
Ready to fight and to win,
In my heart, a victor's song,
Defeat the power of sin!
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