Believer ~ Kay Salady

beliver
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Believer

Assembling his armor
His helmet and sword
The believer stood tall
And clung to the word
That he might persist
Throughout evil day
As the prince of the air
Impeded his way
In the wings of an angel
He wrestled the night
Detaining the darkness
While searching for light
Awakening the challenge
Of his promise to keep
So close to conviction
Though fear may run deep
Then through his mouth
Came a mystical prayer
In the tongue of the angels
Shooting shards through the air
Blinding the wicked one
Binding his wings
Dashing him down
To the end of all things
The sons of discourse
Cried out from his grave
As the dust and the snake
Were abolished that day
The victor then rose
On white wings in the air
Claiming his glory
Free from despair
As the angel of mercy
Whose whispers he heard
Flew him to heaven
To live with his lord

©Kay Salady

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