Sunday, 24 August 2025

Deliver me from Evil hand.

Here is a poem for God's protection, a shield of words woven with His promises.


From the Fowler's Snare


The snare is set in shadows cast, A hidden wire,designed to last; A whispered lie,a tempting thought, A battle that must daily be fought.


I feel the pull, I know the lure, That promises a thing secure, But leads instead to pain and fall— O God,my Father, hear my call.


Deliver me from evil's hand, And from the snare the fowler planned. Be my fortress and my shield, My stronghold, on this battlefield. (Psalm 91:3, Psalm 144:2)


No weapon formed against me stands, I hide within Your mighty hands. This is my heritage and right, To stand secure within Your sight. (Isaiah 54:17)


I take the shield of faith today, To quench the arrows coming my way. The helmet of salvation's hope, To help my wandering spirit cope. And with the Spirit's swift, sharp sword, I wield Your everlasting Word. (Ephesians 6:16-17)


Submit to God, resist the foe, And he must flee, this much I know. Draw near to God, He'll draw to you— This promise is forever true. (James 4:7-8)


Guard my heart and mind in Christ, Your peace, a wall that will suffice To garrison my every thought, With healing truth that You have taught. (Philippians 4:7)


You are my rock, my hiding place, My certain and sufficient grace. So let the enemy devise— His plotted,promised terror dies Upon the cross,the empty grave— For You are mighty still to save.


Amen.


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A brief prayer to carry with you:


"Heavenly Father, I put on the full armor You have provided. I stand behind the shield of faith in Your Son, Jesus. I ask for Your divine protection over my mind, my heart, and my path today. Expose the hidden snares of the enemy and give me wisdom to avoid them. Thank you for being my deliverer and my strong tower. I trust in Your protection. In Jesus' name, Amen."

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