An Invocation To Bring Your Own Words To Power 1 Poem by Gert Strydom

My Lord and my God, who knows everything,
as a mere human I remind you today:
I call in my wretchedness to You in Your omnipotence
that You do not forget that I do love You,
On You that nowadays constantly test and measure me,
to bring Your own promises now to power,
it's on Your salvation and deliverance that I wait,
against legion and other enemies I sweat in fear.
You say that Your words stand forever,
that if I regard Your words, my enemies are Yours,
let me only follow Your will, You know my heart.
You say that my adversaries are those that You stand against.
You know the meaning of each word and each action,
You see my loss and You know my heartaches.

[References:
"Heaven and earth will disappear, but My words will never disappear." Matthew 24: 35, Mark 13: 31.

"Indeed, if you carefully obey Him and do everything that I say, then I'll be an enemy to your enemies and an adversary to your adversary." Exodus 23: 22

"How blessed are those whose iniquities are forgiven and whose sins are covered! How blessed is the person whose sins the Lord will never charge against him! " Romans 47-8.]