
Hands lifted, reaching for You,
releasing all my fear and doubt.
I'm falling down before You
and as my knees hit the floor,
all this confusion falls away.
The dark ones I once feared
are now cowering in a corner.
They thrash their teeth in a desperate attempt
to make me stumble,
but I can taste their fear.
There on my knees, my head bowed low,
I am strengthened by Your light.
There's nothing they can do now-
nowhere they can hide.
This battle has begun.
As each of us gathers,
His army grows stronger.
Our voices blend into one
as the trumpets sound the charge.
His light is our armor, and prayer our sword.
"Dare to reach out your hand into the darkness, to pull another hand into the light."
~Norman B. Rice


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