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Clad in the armor of Heaven's
divine light
bearing the arsenal of God's great might,
Jesus marched into the Judean
wilderness
to demonstrate the power of true holiness,
To battle every wile of
the deepest dark,
so our future arrows might hit their mark.
When He had prayed and fasted
forty a night
Jesus encountered the tempter on His right,
Whispering for the lust
of His hunger sigh,
but with the Sword of His Spirit held high,
Jesus fended off His evil
foe's wiley attack,
leaving him to ponder his decisive setback.
Doubling back the tempter
did eagerly dare,
for the pride of Jesus' life he wanted, so rare,
But wielding the Spirit's
Sword like no other
Jesus foisted also the second sinful proffer.
A third time, this time
calling for lusty eyes,
the Sword still aloft spared the devil that prize.
As the tempter fell back
without a sound,
and angels of the Lord gathered around,
The spirit of lies knew
he'd someday be back,
another time, a time more opportune to attack.
The war between good and
evil was not over
and again peace would be primed to shatter.
Little did the tempter know
that at dawn's twilight
when all but one weapon had been used to fight,
Jesus had one last surprise
left in His quiver,
the last in the arsenal of God's greatest giver...
His very own life, when
drops of His blood would fall
and raise up an army, us, ready to heed His great call.
Ephesians 6:10-20
Matthew 4:1-11
Mark 1:12-13
Luke 4:1-13; 22:39-44
Romans 13:11-14
Isaiah 59:17
Hebrews 4:14-16
John 15:13-17 |
