When I do overcome,
Only then shall this battle end,
Till then ’twill be tears and fears,
For fear- a living thing,
Will always haunt it’s prey.
To man is given,
Two glorious weapons,
One love, the other courage,
Love to shield,
Courage to pierce the foe.
There is but one end-
A victor and a victim,
Who entertains thoughts of fear?
They will certainly lose,
For courage concedes not defeat.
So when you do feel it-
That overwhelming fear,
Hold a friend’s hand for courage,
Think upon love,
In fact resist your enemy’s lure.
Sometimes or letโs say most of the time life just make somebody afraid! Fear of uncertainty!
Just want a friend to hold hands withโฆ
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I agree. We don’t have the future figured out and that can be scary. But Jesus does and we can trust in that.๐
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Am troubled and afraid sometimes, life by nature makes one afraid, fear of uncertainty,
Just want a friend to hold hands with..
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Jesus is The Friend.., right?
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Yes! The best there ever was, the best there ever will be.
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No more fear. Great piece!
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Thanks for perusing.
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Go go girl. Nice piece
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Thank you for reading.
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Great ๐
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Great ๐ awesome
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