Battlefields to Blessings

My mind is s battlefield. Oh Yes, indeed!
Though, God is my Father and Master of me. Its not just a moment or folly, don't you see?
He has breathed to me life, and He's all that I need.

Yet,.Satan has tried to sift me as wheat!!!
My Jesus abides,..and He never leaves!

He drys my tears, as I search His decree, with trembling and fear I follow His lead.

Blessings will come for all to see. My hope is in You, as I pray and believe. Jesus my savior my God, my King!  It's not by chance, but all given to me. My life is for You,..oh finally I see!
Oh Lord, its you, only you that I seek.

Worship and praise to my Father, I do sing!
Give my voice ear Lord drawing more unto thee!
I will speak each time you give unction to me!

All glory to You
You are worthy, and I am free...