Psalm 33 (CSB)
20 We wait for the LORD; he is our help and shield.
21 For our hearts rejoice in him because we trust in his holy name.
22 May your faithful love rest on us, LORD, for we put our hope in you.
My Holy Shield
Is there some sort of target on me? Why has the enemy been so focused on my life? Why is it that with every single foolish decision I have made, Satan has used it to drag me back in the darkness where I once lived? And why does the world keep trying to pull me back into the life that I once lived? I know that life I have been scorched by that hell. I cry out LORD PROTECT ME The bullets of the enemy are aimed for my heart and soul And I am so weak and frail I know for sure I will perish I will suffer I will die. I am not a mighty fortress you are I am not strong tower you are I am not great shield you alone are. Protect me from death Help me to slay and destroy my enemies just so I can get back home safe and sound with you. You are my Rock and Redeemer.