The Perfect Way
The way of the Lord is perfect,
A way that I would not reject;
Because His promises are true,
And never would I misconstrue.
He is my rock also my shield,
My enemies He has revealed;
Exposing their inner most thought,
Of the wickedness that they sought.
For life cannot ever be grim,
When you are taking refuge in Him;
Since you feel so safe and secure,
Protected from the tempting lure.
But who is God except the Lord,
The One who is loved and adored;
Who is a rock and salvation,
Helping me resist temptation.
The Lord has armed me with the strength,
To persevere at any length;
Makes things perfect every way,
Going through life every day.
God makes my feet just like a deer,
To run very fast when there is fear;
With sure footing at high places,
As a safety net He graces.
God prepares me for the battle,
That I am willing and able;
To fight the good fight on that day,
When the devil devours his prey.
Copyright © 2012 Richard Newton Sherrer
The Perfect Way
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