I do not hate enough
That which hinders You in me.

Perhaps I cannot see it.
Or, I do not see it as You do.

With the sword of Your word
Mark for me my enemies, and Yours.
For they must be the same.

Once exposed and made visible
Assist me to erupt in volcanic revulsion,
In hatred pure and holy,
In a steel, cold, piercing through of the crippler,
The liar, the stealer, the destroyer.

In Your Name may I spare not that man of self
That ally of the serpent,
That colluder with the world
And sleeper with its plastic pleasures.

O Mighty Warrior
Shall I hate more the deceiver
Or my willingness to be deceived?
I fear to curse my enemies
Lest I be among them.

You curse them
And so spare me.

Me – hidden in Christ
Covered in Blood
In the fortress of the shadow of Your wings
Where no weapon formed against me
can prosper.
You slay my enemies
Within and without.

With the terrible swift sword of Your truth
Shred, pulverize,
Even dice the tearer-down
And the tripper-up of my soul.

Give me sight, wisdom, and holy wrath
To do in the Spirit to my foes
What your servant Samuel did at Your command
Who hewed Agag to pieces before the Lord at Gilgal.
Not in my defense
But at Your Word.
Not in flesh and blood
But in spirit and in truth.

Is anxiety my enemy?
And Yours?
That which rolls over and tosses me
Like electric title waves of fear
Brutally banishing me to darkness
Where screams are not heard
Nor sobs, nor tears regarded.
A universal ocean
Whose waves of terror
Curl and crash inside my breast.

Is it an enemy, or a condition?
What matters?
You are not its source.

Yet, my enemy and Yours
Stirs more the tumult
With false notions,
wild emotions,
poisonous perceptions.

Arise in me with Your truth.
Truth ablaze.
Truth unassailable, indestructible, omnipotent.
Truth in battle array.
Truth on snorting steeds
Thundering into battle.
Truth mounted with sword raised and red and
Dripping on ten thousand
Slain and strewn about.

Up my soul!
Up and join your Captain.
Whose army holds your place.
Whose victory is your destiny .
Whose service is your greatest joy.