My Armor Is Wearing Thin

As the Lord holds me up, I look up and praise His Name I think of His Cup in so suffering and dying for my shame And as my Armor now wears thin as the enemies attack When in God's Name one so bares in knowing how I lack Each shot more disarming with weapons from far and wide But with that, who are they harming in the ways they tried And the bigger perspective in the total decay of all mankind Always expected to just live amongst all the trash we mined But there is always a Way when it is Christ that you put first In such days I pray. Oh Lord Jesus how You quench my thirst The Armor He will replace as You've grown out of the old one Knowing Him you just see His Grace sending us His Only Son I could gossip and complain and get so caught up in that mess But really I just need to stay sane and allow the Lord to Bless As He so often lets me realize blessing us all beyond any belief I really have to open my eyes and stop complaining about such grief