When everyday seems stained with grief
And our own efforts bring no relief

When satan's lies subtly entice
Until he has us in his vice

Feeling hopeless and utterly weak
Always crying when we speak

We choose a simple place to pray
A battleground for every day

Humbly falling on our knees
Begging Jesus won't you please

When we're helpless and we're weak
On our behalf you stand to speak

Lord you promised, you won't forget
To defend and to protect

Your love for us is fierce and large
You promise to give your angels charge

With great response we'll be rewarded
For our requests you have recorded

You trample on snakes and kick down walls
Truth is revealed and the enemy falls

By meditating on your word
Declaring every verse we've heard

With God there's victory for every fight
He has the power and the might

By
Crystal Koen