Surrounded, it seems, on every side –

The darkness presses in

Grabbing with its wiry arms

Enticing me to sin.

 

How can I stand against it

When it leers from every store,

From every window, every shelf,

And lurks ’round every door?

 

Surrounded? Yes, but greater still:

Surrounded by the Lord!

And surrounded by His heavenly host

Each brandishing a sword!

 

One word, one cry, one call for help

The Lord will fight for me!

His help is sure, His army, swift

As I humbly bend my knee.

 

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From participating in the Tuesday@Ten challenge.