Tested

 

My faith? When tested it got splattered all over my walls,

All my bold statements are mocked as pathetic scrawls...

I summon my hope and like a beaten animal at my feet, it crawls,

And I lay dumb and mute while the enemy doesn’t cower, but strolls!

                                  

 LORD! Rise up, assault my fears and tear them apart!

Remind my soul it’s Yours entirely not just in part!

Lay siege against all his fiendish predictions!

Destroy his plans against my convictions!

 

May the angel of The Lord pursue him and never give him rest,

 For trying to lay his filthy hands on my received bequest.

May the net he hid for me entangle him like a pest,

Break his strength, Lord and show him the meaning of oppressed.

 

Deliver my eyes from tears, oh Rock of my salvation!

For I am Yours, grafted in Your holy nation.

Let the walls crumble a hundred times as long as You’re my foundation,

I’ll build again a thousand times until I can withstand any accusation…

 

by Cristina Pop