Friend Or Foe

 I have power, I have might..

I have will and strength to fight.

By grace I stand, to win this war..

And be victorious, against evil's door.


I am not,


a gentle lamb.. 

Who graze in the pasture, at the shepherd's command.

Who I am, is friend or foe..

To those I meet and do not know.


Who you see, is just a taste..

For sight unseen, is so much grace.

There is mystery, in my step..

For what I do, have so much depth.


Bountiful am I, in heart. 

For favour comes, on angels cart.

Where seasons go, I do not know..

But every path, will make me grow.

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