My Battle Cry (I Shall Behold The Lord's Glory) Poem by Yehoshua Shim'onai

('Do not put your trust in princes,
Nor in a son of man, in whom there is no help.
His spirit departs, he returns to his earth;
In that very day his plans perish.
Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help,
Whose hope is in the LORD his God,
Who made heaven and earth,
The sea, and all that is in them;
Who keeps truth forever,
Who executes justice for the oppressed,
Who gives food to the hungry.
The LORD gives freedom to the prisoners.' - Psalm 146: 3-7)

I shall behold the Great I AM's glory
. and His sovereign pow'r will I declare
I shall walk with the Lord my God in faith
. and shall trust in His gentle, loving care!

The whole night, I'm besieged by the evil;
. by the day, he lures into his realm;
The whole day, he oppresses me gravely
. and constantly taunts me - I'm so overwhelmed!

Nevertheless, I'll cling to God's mercy,
. be dependent to His amazing grace;
For my strength comes from Lord God's Spirit
. and my battle cry is His holy praise!

For I remember His love that saved me
. and His mercy that brought me redemption;
I recall His pow'r that showed me wonders,
. His works that brought me to adoration.

And I remember how God defeated
. the 'gods' of the oppressive Egyptians
And how the Almighty brought to gross shame
. the proud Sennacherib of Assyrians;
I remember how He crossed the storm'd sea
. just to cast out Satan's host from two men
And recall how He came down from the heights
. just to redeem me from the devil's chain.

So in this war, I cry to You, O God,
. my Mighty Deliverer and Savior;
In this struggle, I trust in you alone,
. O my Victorious Lord and Conqueror!

For Your Mighty Name is a strong tower
. and Your authority is a fortress;
Your word is a sharp sword in this battle
. and Your Spirit is my strength 'gainst distress!