Battle On

by Ken Pullen

Scripture used appears in Italics & is from the King James Version

copyright 2017

Bone

flesh

My bones are pierced in me

in the night season:

and my sinews take no rest.

frozen 98.6 degree stew

likened

as turning to stone

pain

speaks

slow, often loudly within nearly every

thing

near

bone

each step

movement

impaired

My bones

are pierced

in me in the night season:

and my sinews take no rest.

day

by day

made of dust

turned to broken clay

bogged in the flesh

my sin made visible

oh, what sinner was I

damage inflicted upon my fleshly being

now for all those seeing behold

Wherefore,

as by one man sin entered into the world,

and death by sin;

and so death passed upon all men,

for that all have sinned:

as

the Old Dragon

attacks

relentlessly

oh, the battles rage

I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

battle on!

For I reckon

that the sufferings of this present time

are not worthy

to be compared with the glory

which

shall be

revealed in us.

War never ending

spirit vs. spirit

spirit vs. flesh

until

it

ends

when my Lord descends

His foot upon the Mount of Olives

Rejoice

Sing praises

give thanks

…we glory

in tribulations also:

knowing

that tribulation worketh patience;

And patience, experience;

and experience, hope:

And hope maketh not ashamed;

because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost

which is given unto us.

Beloved,

think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you,

as though

some strange thing happened

unto you:

But rejoice,

inasmuch

as ye are partakers of Christ’s sufferings; that,

when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy.

If

ye be reproached

for the name of Christ, happy are ye;

for the spirit of glory

and of God

resteth upon you:

on their part he is evil spoken of,

but on your part he is glorified.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

the pain

will end

travails

cease

tears dried

no more

no more

no more

of this earthly roar

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes;

and

there shall be no more death,

neither sorrow,

nor crying,

neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

at last

at last

peace unlike any word or imaginings of what

man might mean by that word

man, woman usually speaking

thinking

in

the absurd

while refraining, turning

from the Word

For

I know the thoughts that I think toward you,

saith the LORD,

thoughts of peace,

and not of evil, to give you an expected end.

I

can do

all things

through Christ which strengtheneth me.

battle on!

For

ye

have need of patience, that,

after ye have done the will of God,

ye might receive the promise.

That Old Serpent, Satan

his minions assault

his ministers attack

relentless

constant

foolishly believing they will prevail

no

matter

the physical pain they may bring

my heart

my spirit

my soul

to God will sing

no matter

murky mired minions of that biting at the heels

Serpent

making

my body feel as if it is turning to stone

becoming solid bone

statuesque

carved

pieces chiseled away

pain

another day

in bent halted steps

through

my

 faith

through

the shed blood

of Christ my Lord

my Saviour

my sins atoned

no matter this flesh, my blood, bone

my spirits ear

my souls eye

did hear

did see

by His grace

by my faith

complete

replete

resplendent

no matter

what this world

 its prince for a season

may do to my fleshly body

yours as well

while in this fleeting realm

he will not enslave our hearts

our spirits

our souls

in his eternal hell

I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

battle on!

For

I reckon that the sufferings

of this present time

are not worthy to be compared

with

the glory

which shall be revealed in us.

Daily

pain

increasing

spiritual war raging

battle on

never ceasing

each day coming

gone

battle on

my heart leaps in joyous song

whilst

battles rage

the world wails

sin abomination evil catapults

assails

the righteousness in broad daylight

those clothed

in His truth

in His Word

in His grace

in His resurrection

the remnant

clothed

wrapped

sealed

saved by faith

battle on!

For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time

are not worthy

to be compared

with

the glory which shall be revealed in us.

Invisible becoming clearly seen

spiritual warfare

making

Hiroshima

as a cloud of dissipating smoke

for so much sin among the people of this lost world

takes its toll

untold

while all Biblical prophecy

unfolds

behold

battle on

yet never

never

never

touching my soul

Oh, you slewfoot serpent!

you may

have power

to turn

my bone

to stone

my flesh

to ache

sinew

twisted

numbing sustaining

perpetual

every

tick, tick, tick of the manmade clock

physical pain

no matter what

you

bring

my heart

my spirit

my soul

unto my Lord

will sing

battle on!

Give thanks in everything, for this is the will of God

toward you

in Christ Jesus.

My brethren,

count it all joy

when ye fall into divers temptations;

Knowing this,

that

the trying of your faith worketh patience.

But let patience have her perfect work,

that

ye

may be

perfect and entire, wanting nothing.

There hath no temptation taken you

but such as is common to man:

but God is faithful,

who will not suffer you

to be tempted above that ye are able;

but will

with the temptation

also make a way to escape,

that ye may be able to bear it.

And

he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee:

for my strength is made perfect in weakness.

Most gladly therefore

will I rather glory in my infirmities,

that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

For

our light affliction, which is but for a moment,

worketh for us

a far more exceeding and eternal weight of

glory;

If

I fight the good fight

grow in the faith

none of here

will matter

there

when

my Lord this crippled fleshly animated dust bowl take

to give me

a new body

a new name

in glory

BATTLE ON!

is the theme of this singular life story

to rise with my Lord

in glory

heaven bound

at the trumpets sound

to live without tears

without fears

no pain

no sad refrain

heaven bound

at

the

trumpets sound to live in glory with my Lord

BATTLE ON!

For

I reckon

that the sufferings of this present time

are not worthy

to be compared

with

the glory

which shall be

revealed in us.

BATTLE ON!

BATTLE ON!

BATTLE ON!