My Breastplate Poem by Didith Marcelo

Oh God the source of my strength;
Who helps me every day to grow within.
Looking onto Jesus; whom I wanted always to glow.

All things are bright and beautiful;
As the world offers; but my God is more shiny
And worthy beyond value and immeasurable.
All my works and success is nothing in return;
Any restitution is not enough,
Even my body and soul to dissolve.

My God! My God! Who watched all over my field;
My God! My God! Who is my shield and armor,
When death will rally to attack me.
My God is always my anchor;
For me to stay still.
He is my fortress, and my solid ground.

I am fortunate; living a life with God,
My God is my all and all.
And always be my breastplate,
Who protects my heart.
Wisdom may come and go,
But the will of God would always stand still.