Victory Evermore
Victory Evermore
You feel you’re at the end of your rope.
You’re walking on the ocean floor.
Your eyes burn for the tears that fail to flow and there's no sound from your cries anymore.
You feel you have nothing else to lose, and what's left from all you've lost is meager.
Those who love you, do sorrowfully sigh, but those who despise you are eager.
Your strength fails now, you now concede the fight, and now await your fatal blow.
Every weapon and skill you’ve learned of your enemy,
His tactics that you've come to know.
But now there's not a question, answer, or a figuring out. There's not a scheme or clever plan.
You feel that you are broken into a million pieces, now a broken and defeated man.
Lo suddenly at your very last breath, you whisper His name with your final sigh,
"Jesus, Savior, Lord, and King," ... of whose redemption now draweth nigh.
Like a lion in a beautiful leaping stride, He is there just in time!
He rips the enemy into shreds, bringing relief and peace to your troubled mind.
From the dust of the ground He now raises you up,
...from the end of your rope, your ocean floor,
Higher than the trees, the mountains, to the clouds in the skies,
Victory evermore.
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Lovie Divine
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