Psalm 124:7-8. “Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped. Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”
OVERWHELMED. The world waits there with pressures applied – Wanting me to conform – to be willing to compromise; Insisting its way is right because it is what everyone does – Wanting me to follow it in some kind of united cause.
The devil stands by, hoping to pick up the pieces Of a life once lived for God, but its testimony ceases Under the darts he throws – hoping if I will fail – Others once influenced for God – he can take to hell.
The flesh never lets up using thoughts, words and deeds To overwhelm the new nature – so the flesh I will heed And follow the path of least resistance open to me – Flesh wants to control all I do and what I can see.
Other enemies line up against me like a wall – But unto Thee, O Lord, I upon Thee now call. A way to escape every temptation is there – And I know I am Thy child and for me Thou dost care.
My soul is escaped, and I am not overwhelmed, For my Lord is nearby and the stormy seas are calmed. He who is greater than all foes put together – Is quick to deliver me like a bird from the fowler.
“With grateful thanks, Father, I express my heart to Thee in praise for the way I am able to avoid all the enemies around. I know it is only because the Lord is on our side. He does not let the enemies gain a foothold when I am willing to trust and not be afraid. Thanks so very much, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.”