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Upon the Battlefield
Upon The Battlefield
12-6-99
Upon the battlefield we meet with sword and shield in hand.
Trials come to rule our life, reasons we know not why.
Upon this battlefield we sing.
Faith and hope brings troubles to end.
Ask and ye shall receive, seek and ye shall find.
All things are possible to them that believe.
With water raging, our master guide we call.
God is our shield, upon this battlefield.
Our ship cannot be sank , guide us safely ore.
The morning brings mercy.
We bath in sunshine at thy feet.
Cries upon this battlefield goes not unheard.
The apple of God's eyes, we will always be.
Upon this battlefield we stand.
Our battle has been won.
Louvenia Campbell
Copyright ©2004 Louvenia Rose Campbell
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