NEW HORIZONS
Struggling to endure when temptations arise,
Encountered by defeat through the enemies lies.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
The legions advance unto me once again,
Not able to stand-buried by ten.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
Taking flight to the trenches-I need to prepare,
Caught off guard and defeated by the enemies glare.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
"Where are you GOD", I cried in despair.
"I am not at the cross-I have risen from there."
"I am a Victor in heaven with all power and might,
Possessing all strength to win any fight."
"You always look to the cross where I died,
But I'm no longer there- I am now glorified."
"It is through the ascension I finished my plan,
to send forth the Spirit to dwell within man."
"To give him the power to win any fight,
To become a Victor amongst the Soldiers of Light."
"To rise above every darkness and snare,
Treading down serpents within their own lairs."
"Dispersing the power which I arose to bestow,
Enabling the river of healing to flow."
As I heard this from the LORD I cried,
"Let me look not at the cross where YOU died."
"LORD, open my eyes and grant me great sight,
That I, too, may become a Soldier of Light."
"Not gazing upon the cross of the past,
But upon YOU, my Savior, the First and the Last."
"To YOU, who vanquished the forces of death,
and have given me life through YOUR powerful breath."
As I pondered upon the words that HE said,
A manifestation appeared overhead.
I looked to the heavens-to HIM who is crowned.
Behold, all the demons fell to the ground.
They arose with a fight of final despair,
But vanquished beneath my newly found glare.
Overwhelming gratitude takes hold of my soul,
The hopeless task- now a possible goal!
I look to the heavens- the throne of my LORD,
Eternal strength and might- I sheathe my sword.
Shaun McCandless
simpleassemblywork dot com
Struggling to endure when temptations arise,
Encountered by defeat through the enemies lies.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
The legions advance unto me once again,
Not able to stand-buried by ten.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
Taking flight to the trenches-I need to prepare,
Caught off guard and defeated by the enemies glare.
Overwhelming guilt takes hold of my soul,
The impossible task of obtaining my goal.
Then I look back to the cross of my LORD,
New surges of strength-I pick up my sword.
"Where are you GOD", I cried in despair.
"I am not at the cross-I have risen from there."
"I am a Victor in heaven with all power and might,
Possessing all strength to win any fight."
"You always look to the cross where I died,
But I'm no longer there- I am now glorified."
"It is through the ascension I finished my plan,
to send forth the Spirit to dwell within man."
"To give him the power to win any fight,
To become a Victor amongst the Soldiers of Light."
"To rise above every darkness and snare,
Treading down serpents within their own lairs."
"Dispersing the power which I arose to bestow,
Enabling the river of healing to flow."
As I heard this from the LORD I cried,
"Let me look not at the cross where YOU died."
"LORD, open my eyes and grant me great sight,
That I, too, may become a Soldier of Light."
"Not gazing upon the cross of the past,
But upon YOU, my Savior, the First and the Last."
"To YOU, who vanquished the forces of death,
and have given me life through YOUR powerful breath."
As I pondered upon the words that HE said,
A manifestation appeared overhead.
I looked to the heavens-to HIM who is crowned.
Behold, all the demons fell to the ground.
They arose with a fight of final despair,
But vanquished beneath my newly found glare.
Overwhelming gratitude takes hold of my soul,
The hopeless task- now a possible goal!
I look to the heavens- the throne of my LORD,
Eternal strength and might- I sheathe my sword.
Shaun McCandless
simpleassemblywork dot com
