The devil, world, and flesh
All rage against God’s child
But mercies ever fresh
Will come when we’re reviled
As we go against the flow
Push against the tide
We grow and come to know
What it means to have died
For with Him we shall rise
His Word will give us wings
To soar o’er this world’s wise
With joy the Spirit brings
As we kick against the goads
God’s bridle we resist
We’ll stumble on the roads
O’er blessings we’ll have missed
For easy is the yoke
and lo the burden light
When power we invoke
That comes through Jesus’ might
For with Him we shall rise
His Word will give us wings
To soar o’er this world’s wise
With joy the Spirit brings
So fight the worthy fight
Press on toward the mark
Go carry holy light
A beacon in the dark
We stand and persevere
Partaking of His power
The Kingdom it is here
And comes with every hour.
For with Him we shall rise
His Word will give us wings
To soar o’er this world’s wise
With joy the Spirit brings
June 4, 2022
Anthony Foster
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