The days I come to pray the devil sees me as prey and tries to lead me in disarray. Dismayed by my failures until God’s grace is displayed. Then I return knowing, grabbing the sword and laying, slaying. Basking in his radiance, embracing his fragrance. My God, faith in you, how amazing. Saving savior bestowing my penalties. Crooked intentions now forgiven, made anew and tested by your sovereignty. Honestly giving others poetry for it is the revelation. shown as the portrayal of my souls restoration. I give them the truth, truth of you, only way, life and salvation…Jesus.