In Case We Forget and Become Anxious...

Put on the armor of our Lord

Salvation’s helmet, Spirit’s sword

The belt of truth, the shield of faith

Feet shod with the gospel of grace

Let righteousness be your breastplate

With prayer prepare for day-in-wait

Then raise your voice with mercy’s boasts

Rejoice and praise the Lord of hosts

For He our debt of guilt forgave

Redemption seals the sin-cursed grave

He died so when we die we live

Beneath hate’s nails love cried ‘forgive’

And pardoned with His blood the debt

That doomed us to eternal death

Then, for the loss that paid sin’s price

Take up your cross of sacrifice

For, wherever we go He goes

And what we do not know He knows

God bestows peace to hearts that trust

And hallelujah hymns where dust-

To-dust is not a hopeless chase

But prelude to that face-to-face

Where grace our reckoning secures

Through faith in He whose Word endures

© Janet Martin