Lord, I am trembling.
Take hold of me.
I see myself as the enemy.
And you are my ally.
You drew the line of battle.
You light up my path.
I know which side to take.
In you there is victory.
The battle is in my head,
But the war is yours.
It is raging in my hands.
Lord, the victory is yours.
Though in the darkness of death,
I walk its path blind.
You light up my feet
To keep me from falling down.
So I have come to this time,
in the crossroads.
What have I to choose, Lord?
You have the choice.
It may be now or never.
I do not fear.
For I have you forever.
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