Not fear, but faith,
And with the faith, relinquish works of pride
And wisdom and our wits.
Fear is a wraith
That mocks God’s mercy that He brings beside
The hurt and never quits.
Grasp the conflict?
And try to turn it downside on its head?
Where God’s voice can’t be heard?
That effort’s vain,
And then will break apart the fragile thread.
It’s futile and absurd!
Don’t hold to stuff
Or conflicts that we nevermore can win,
Because the victory’s won,
And it’s enough.
The battle’s His. To fight against Him, sin.
He sees the deed as done.
