I see above the crashing wave
The helping hand of One;
And as I war to take control,
My fight is gently won.
I stand amidst the helpless throes
Of evil waging war;
And as I fight to win the prize,
I know Who's gone before.
I see beyond the darkest night
A strong, enduring Light;
And no matter what the cost,
He shall win my fight.
6.6.2017
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