Thursday, October 30, 2014

The Fortress




"The Fortress"
 by Tim Reed

Why this battle, Why this war for my soul?
Every day, whether I am strong or weak the attack comes, leaving me poor in spirit,
delving into the recesses of my mind.
And there I find, though it grieves me greatly, a stronghold of darkness,
built brick by brick through each rebellion to His will.
See how the flagstones overlap, each laid by a thought not checked and severed.
And so in my despair I cry out to My Lord,
"Jesus, God! Save me from myself!"
I bow to the sovereign Lord of all creation and weep openly.
But the grace He bestows floods from His very presence,
destroying all deeds of darkness, breaking every flagstone until the fortress I did find is no more.
He takes my hand in His and leads me out. And there in His rest I find peace.
Truly there is peace like a river and it has cast down my stronghold until the flesh is no more.
Here in my soul now flows the clean flood of Christ.

Tell me, will you now let it flood your soul?
Through Christ alone there is rest, and only by Him is your fortress cast down.

2 comments:

  1. Praise God! Praise God for His grace and every reminder of it. Thank you for writing this, Tim, but mostly, thank you for sharing it . . .

    Need that reminder daily of His grace to save me from myself.

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    1. Thank you, Danae! This is certainly a thing to work through daily, and it can be tiring, but He is faithful for our inadequacy. What a friend He is to us.

      Phileo to you!

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