Shall not all the host of hell tremble before your might displayed,
standing watch o'er your children as they work and as they play?
Your child sees not as you, for you are wisdom enthroned.
You see all of what we see, as well as what is to us unknown.
The plan well-laid to bring us down you instinctively behold.
You search us out to quickly gather and to place into your fold.
For those who humbly call upon your great and glorious name,
you wipe the tears and speak of love to soothe their grief and pain.
If we could see the angels clothed for war in vast array,
we would more courageous be, regardless of the fray.
We would from this time forward have eyes to clearly see,
the God who watches over us; who rescues you and me.
copyright 12/3/2014
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