Unending Love.

Sakwa Franc

There is a sweet name I love to call

When my flesh is weak and sick

I have come to know Him

He's unending Love

Jesus is the sweet Melody I sing

 

He has opened His armoury to me

All weapons of spiritual war to fight

He has placed His helmet of salvation on my head

All evil thoughts I cast down

I love Him for He first loved me

 

He has fastened his belt of truth around my waist

Am strong and protected in His love

I call forth my strength from Zion

In him I find deep Wells of life

And I will sing of His unending love.

 

Let the weak find strength in His love

All inhabitants of the earth declare his power

That truth foundation , assured rock of salvation

That pure sacrificial lamb of Calvary

Sing of His unending love.

 

 

 

  • Author: Francis (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2023 07:19
  • Category: Religion
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Comments3

  • thinkerbell

    Armed with spiritual weapons all wars could be won and the world would be a better place to live in🥰

    • Sakwa Franc

      We are still in the war ... And we fight in His Mighty Name

    • Bella Shepard

      Beautiful words, beautiful poem, wonderfully inspiring.

    • 2781

      Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord

      • Sakwa Franc

        We do not wrestle against flesh and blood

        • 2781

          Amen.



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