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The gift
by
Walter Duerr

I was bruised and battered,
I had been dragged over desert and field.
By those who did not know
I would never surrender nor yield.

I was weak and on my last leg,
Down on bended knee
When in the night an Angel did come
This she said to me.

‘Take this armor and this shield
Wield this might sword.
For they were forged just for you
By our loving Lord.

You will walked through the fires of hell
Then be baptized in the flames by God.
You will emerge on the other side cleansed.’
I thought this rather odd.

I was a common sinner,
Just an ordinary man
When on this night an Angel did place
The Lords sword within my hand.

--Submitted by W.B.Duerr on 2012-01-18.

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