Before I Go Home

I am far from my own territory.

I stand at the enemy gates,

but ladies and gentlemen,

mark down this date,

when small ends up being great.

I stand firmly in front,

of a small group of guys.

My chest is out partially out of boldness,

and the other because my heart is beating so hard.

I stand and face giant soldiers,

who are backed up by monsters,

who are backed up by demons.

Yet I face them in the name of Jesus.

An incredible army verses a small young team,

seems impossible to win,

and yet we fight,

and we move.

We push until we gain the victory.

and once every last enemy is gone,

We'll have the new story.

Finally we have won,

and their no longer here,

now I can go home, without any fear.