Beloved Lord and God who saves,
Jesus’ blood’s our only claim —
We cannot purify ourselves,
We run to bless his holy Name.
Draw near to you, our greater goal,
To hear the words, “Well done, my child!”
We seek you with our life and soul,
In Christ redeemed and reconciled.
Your powerful presence, nothing more,
Is all our aim and pure desire;
To enter in at heaven’s door,
To feel the Holy Spirit’s fire.
Your strength to put away all sin,
We need the gospel’s sure defense —
Let suffering in the Lord begin!
The battle for the prize commence!
O God of every power, we are in the trenches, in the heat of battle, with shouts of war in our ears. No mountaintop retreats for us! No luxury cruise with calm waters and placid scenes! Around us fall weakened soldiers. And the blood of martyrs runs thick in the dark dungeons of persecution. The enemy goes for the heart. A thousand arrows would topple our faith. The lord of evil does not relent.
Save us, Lord Jesus, hear our cries for rescue! Traitors abound, cowards flee, lukewarm souls act as if no conflict rages. Shall we be hemmed in, our little band surrounded, our hope strangled, our gospel quashed by the noise of Satan’s hordes? Is the word of truth bound and gagged?
Release your Spirit, repulse the false friends working with devious means, call down the legions of angels to battle the love of this world. May the Lord of armies win by the breath of his mouth, by the fire of his eyes, by the sword of his word.
Save us, mighty God, for your eternal glory.
In you, O Lord, we live and move
And breathe, to exist forever more.
From nothing you created me,
For the purest glory that Jesus wore.
The stars, my God, seem far away,
And farther still perfection’s goal.
The flesh is too much present here,
In distant light the eternal soul.
Our Father, open heaven’s view,
That we might know the end of war,
And see, with Christ, the faithful few.
From him let us not wander far.
The mountains’ rocks are trembling,
Shaken to the roots;
The armies are assembling,
On the ground are boots.
Across the skies are flying
Angels with their swords,
To judge the unchaste defying
Christ, the Lord of lords.
Lord, come to save your children —
Prayers to you ascend;
Come carry up this pilgrim —
Rest without end.
In his devotional for Nov. 24, Ed Mathews writes on spiritual warfare. He mentions prayer:
Our strategy. In the end, prayer is the best weapon, Ephesians 6:18a. A saint on his knees makes the devil nervous. And, when prayer is uttered “in the spirit,” satan meets his match, Romans 8:26,27. Therefore, we “should always pray and not give up,” Luke 18:1. It is possible for believers, with one prayerful request, to marshal the mighty battalions of eternity, Matthew 26:53. We have a defeat-proof plan for a sure-fire-victory.
Blind and weak, O Lord, are we,
So give us strength, and make us see;
As each man fights his war
Against the lion’s roar,
Assured of final victory.
In us the fleshly battles rage,
But we the powers of God engage,
Confessing every need
For will and word and deed,
To gain by faith the eternal age.
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God of all power and possibilities, we stand in awe of your moving hand among us. Continue to show your sovereign will on earth. Move things and people toward the kingdom. Open doors, and hearts, and minds.
Prepare us for battle, prepare us for victory, prepare us for the heavy fire thrown against us by the evil one. Stiffen our resolve, give us courage, open our mouths to speak the Good News of Christ.
Show yourself in Christ, send the Spirit among us, dwell in our hearts as we demonstrate faith and obedience to your will.
Forgive our sins, strengthen us in our weakness, open our eyes to our blindnesses.
Be glorified in us, and Christ in you. We desire the day of ending, the day of peace, the day of eternity.
The war of Forces waxes strong,
The world is not the only field,
But in my heart the waste of wrong
Would spread destruction if I yield.
Be strength and valor, God, for me,
Let courage meet the rushing foe;
Keep battle-hardened weapons free
To lay the devil’s minions low. Continue reading
In Verdict Valley we face the battle,
The clash and clang of sword and shield,
Midst cries of woe and noise of Babel,
We look to you, O Lord, to wield. Continue reading
We want to be perfect from the start, but you, O Lord, work in us to make us perfect in the end.
We open our hearts that you may have free rein and that your Spirit may work at will. Continue reading
Purest mind and unmixed motives I seek,
The harder I charge and slash when feeling weak.
A battle lost is not the war surrendered,
Until the Lord returns, the fight’s unended. Continue reading
Let your people not be intimidated by those who oppose the Way. Let us speak boldly in love, through the power of the Spirit, to proclaim Christ as the only way to you.
Let our conduct be worthy of the gospel so that outsiders may have no ammunition to speak evil of the gospel. Continue reading