"Hidden In The Forest"
His chosen soldiers venture on, to paths they know not why.
God gives them armor, protects with shields, and beckons them to fly.
His valiant warriors, reserved for last, to fight the darkest foe.
To usher in, the King of kings, the millennium oft foretold!
But some in battle falter, and seek refuge in the trees.
For pain and sorrow haunts them. Recovery seems unseen.
Their scars so deep that plague them, and hurt that never sleeps.
They stay in forests hidden, where injuries won't repeat.
"Oh Lord, My God, what happened here? My blessings they did flee!
I'm safer kept, from world and fear, yet comfort I do plea!"
"My child I urge thee onward! Stand up, upon thy feet!
Thy calling is not in shadows, nor places of defeat!"
"Thou askst thyself; 'There must be more? A mission to complete?'
Rise up my child! Move up the hill! Where sky and mountains meet!"
"I need thy help, to save them all, a world that's lost in sin.
Thy charge is but to serve them. Thy Savior's fight to win!"
"The wounds that thou hast suffered, shall not be with thee long.
For soon in glory risen, thou shalt sing triumphant songs."
"So, put back on thy armor! Be faithful to the end!
Join with me in victory! Promised blessing, I will send!"
"I know the peaks are daunting! Impossible to bear!
But with my help, thy hand in mine, we'll go where no man dare!"
DEDICATED TO A DEAR FRIEND AND BROTHER.