Hold His Hand

They come to hunt, to kill

To take any soul they will

No remorse or mercy found

As they hunt on, like a bloodhound

Laugh at sorrow, smile at blood

Closing in like a black watery flood

So vicious and unseen

Only One can intervene

They attack me day and night

Closing me in, shutting out the light

I fell, tears filled my eyes

Thinking no one could hear my cries

Then I heard a voice above the gloom

Saying I thought I destined for a tomb

“You lost faith in yourself

Darkness’ greatest wealth

I trust you will overcome

The bloody villains and scum

But you don’t

And say you won’t

Win the time-long war

Winning so much more

Why don’t you see

There is faith in Me

I hold the oceans like a drop

I spin the planets like a top

I paint the oh so dazzling sky

And step over mountains so high

I see the now, then, and will be

And I have always lived eternally

"Why say you have no hope to win

And are covered with stains and sin

I am bigger than all of you

And what they say is not true

I have given you victory in My hand

Please have the will to fight and stand.”

They screamed He lies

They swarmed like flies

But I saw the love in His eye

And knew I had to do more than cry

I quickly reached out and took His hand

They pulled me down, daring me to stand

I felt fears

And cold tears

But I had to stand by His side

For I am His joy and pride

I kicked one

Stabbed a ton

Staggered, screamed,

Hit and leaned

They tried their best to hold me down

With strong ropes against the ground

But all in vane

Then quickly pain

Filled their dark hearts

Crashing all apart

They ran off every which way

Wishing He never did stay

For He forced them asunder

With power like thunder

He took my hand

And helped me stand

He kissed my head

Smiled lovingly and said

“Follow Me

To the sea

And the world beyond

The childhood pond

Hold My hand

So you can stand

I will set you free

It’s a gift, just ask Me”

I smiled and cried

As I stood at His side

Gladness filled my once dark heart

Knowing a new journey would start

And so I could stand

Holding onto His hand

But sometimes I let go

And fell to and fro

They would come for me

Like a hornet and bee

Always around

Not a sound

But when He was there

They hid with great care

So He held my hand

Across the burning sand

Over mountains souring

And icy rain pouring

He never left my side

Even at the highest tide

And He found faith in me

So I could live correctly

And I am able to strongly sand

Because I hold His nail-scared hand