The Prisoner Of Jesus
Your day is as grass, as the flower in the field..
For just as the dust, in trials you might yield.
Your soul will be blessed, when you remember the Lord..
So sing out in praise and fight with your sword.
Your years have no end, for you are redeemed..
So hide not your face, nor shelter in your scheme.
Though in ashes you may eat, you will always be fed..
So endure to the end, for in Jesus you are bred.
Watch like a thief and know where you go..
For he that worketh deceit, will your shadow always know.
They shall perish who attack, as the slain with the sword..
For heaven will come running, to tighten every cord.
Your seed shall be established and forever, they will serve..
For the prisoner of Jesus, will reap what they deserve.
Mingled with your weeping, are the stones on your back..
But the reward of the lowly, will never be in lack.
The forgiver of the faithful, will stand at your side..
Through trials and temptations, with arms open wide.
As a flower in the crystal, so you are fed with care..
So drink from the fountain and do not ever fear.
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