by Mark Walters

Created on: August 01, 2010   Last Updated: April 28, 2012

An overcoming life of grace
Is not won by warring will
When all hell attacks apace
I must let my thoughts distill

Living meek ‘gainst satan’s wiles
May seem to some a weakness
Yet God’s rainbows shower smiles
Neath all the stormy tempest

To rise above this deathly tide
When all that I hold dearest
Is pressed hard on every side
Demands a faith that’s fearless

To rest in God’s assurance
The footprints that I’ve pressed
In the sands of time’s endurance
Are best walked at His behest

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