This Spiritual Armor
My physical armor lays in decay and waste-
Death's bitter aroma has filled this place.
Only memories exist of battles won-
To conduct my duties, until all is done.
Never to retreat, surrender or run in fear-
Rather to stand firm and know that God is near.
So do not put faith in armor made by man-
Instead use the spiritual armor,
provided by God's hand.
Copyright © Sheol Moribund | Year Posted 2011
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