A Poem for the Battle

Dear Yaweh Nissi, the Lord my Banner,

Wave above me in the fray,
This, your fight, is why You came;
Holiness defends Your name.
I await the victory day
When all people will proclaim,

The Lord reigns, He cannot flee.
The Lord sustains, He won’t forsake.
The Lord forgives and peace He makes.
The Lord gives hope, He won’t despair.
The Lord will triumph for my sake.

Lord, go with me in the fray,
You, Almighty, Elohim,
Doom advances, hope grows dim;
Faith alone will help me say,
Victory comes through rest in Him.

Holy Spirit, Father, Christ,
who made the world,
who paid the price,
who give me strength,
and calm my heart,
who know my fears
in hidden parts–
Lift my arms.
Stretch my view!
May I find all strength in You!
Give me friends who hold me up
I believe You fill my cup
with blessings, impact, suffering–
I will fight for Jesus’ sake.

It’s your battle, it’s your war,
It’s your victory, and so much more.
Throughout history and each new day,
Attend my fears, I do implore.
But either way, I will go forth
My life is yours, I will obey.

Amen.

Ex. 17:10-16 “So Joshua fought the Amalekites as Moses had ordered, and Moses, Aaron, and Hur went to the top of the hill. As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning. When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up–one on one side, one on the other–so that his hands remained steady till sunset. So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword. Moses built an altar and called it The Lord in my Banner. He said, ‘For hands were lifted up to the throne of the Lord.'”

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