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A Prayer of a Footballer

O Lord! Thou art my Coach I shall never be defeated Strengthen me for this game As I humble call on your name Invigorate my heart, mind and body When I fall, pick me up and energize me Grant me the tenacity to win every ball And courage to stand whatever befall Yea, though my opponents frighten me Like roaring Lions out of their den My great Coach always inspires me Your pep talk! Your word! Uplifts me Though fear and despair bites me Like venomous snakes out of the shadow My Lord is with me everywhere I go You prepare a strategy to defeat my foe When the final whistle is blown And the team heads to the dressing room May my Lord, the great Coach when He calls my name Say “Gideon! You played like a Lion, you played the game” And surely victory, glory and goodness Will hunt me all the days of my life And I shall look up to my Coach forever Walking with me now and ever! The Poet Preacher © 2014 Ps 18:39 My Coach has fortified me with strength [energy, power, strategy, capability] for the battle [big game, contest, combat]: He has subdued [vanquished, beaten, massacred, overpowered] my opponents.

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