Warrior God

Hounds on the heels
For days, years on end
Isn’t that how it sometimes
Most usually does it feel
For all of us?

Oh! I cry
Oh, my Warrior God!
Alone and in the dark
Now, incessantly
Do I sob

Demons to the left,
Evil’s pain to the right
Of You nowhere in my vision
Do I seem to catch sight
All around only satan’s emissaries
Alone, alone, always alone I cry
Increasingly my very existence
They overwhelmingly deride

Until I hear your trumpet
I raise my head somewhat
To Your loud commanding roar
I can hear without a doubt
And no longer can contain
My own reverberating shout

As You command, aside evil
Do you toss
For of your beauty’s power
Never will there be a loss
The air around me you purify
You clean
Breathing better all at once
Towards you do I try to lean

On this day, as I am allowed
To gather and to see
The unending sight of my Heaven’s King
Upon His throne
And
Surrounded by your Almighty Power 
My soul in ecstasy has found its home!