My source of strength

Predestined, called, and justified,
rejecting laziness and pride,
I am, my Lord, for You - to serve
and never from Your ways to swerve.

Forgetting aspirations vain,
I read Your Word - to keep me sane,
where, on the same wavelength,
I can top up my hope and strength.

This world is trying to ensnare.
Though it's, alas, a place, where
so much, so much can go wrong,
the Bible makes my soul strong.

When I, in pain, seek endurance,
You give me faith and assurance
that Your salvation is enough
to face times hard and tough.

I'm striving to develop patience
and, winning over temptations,
discerning enemy's decoy,
the Spirit is producing joy.

Your Truth, my Lord, is edifying,
inspiring, and purifying.
It opens my eyes to see:
I am from worldly shackles free!

I'm free, not holding offences
and pulling down all defenses,
I'm learning to dispose of
all bitterness, producing love.

I'm liberated to speak out:
rejecting fear, angst, and doubt,
exposing the wicked deeds,
I go where Your Spirit leads.
 
Though I am weak, You give forbearance
that is becoming my inherence,
which, in accordance to Your will,
You in my character instill.
 
This is a privilege, I know,
when I can in Your Spirit grow
and in obedience I pray
that I would never walk astray.

11.02.2021