A Fighter For Jesus

Though the thunder roars above me,
To tear this body down,
I will be a fighter for Jesus,
As long as He keeps me around.

I will never give up the battle,
For He never gave up on me,
He went to a place called Calvary,
To die there and set us free.

Satan can have this flesh of mine,
But he can never touch my soul,
For I have been sealed and delivered,
And Jesus in now in control.

Many time I almost surrendered,
When the pain was too rough to bear,
But I promised I would be a fighter,
And banish away all the fear.

Will you be a fighter for Jesus,
Tough the storms may come everyday,
And plant the seeds of salvation,
To the lost that pass by your way.

Ann Hart©
Sept 5th 03
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