I have but one owned voice
To Thee I give thine all.
To harken on the course
To build a righteous wall.

To set upon thine watch
And see with holy eyes
Not lending to thine own
But merely Father’s cries.

To see the enemy’s ploy
To compromise thy saints
Trickery that agrees
And links with fearful haste.

For when I bent my knee
A surrendered soul to Thee
I vowed my voice to death
For that He died for me.

October 15, 2016