Tumbling

Tumbling,
as invisible hands try to trip me up.
Staggering,
as silent blows hit me left and right.
The Enemy is out in force,
trying to slow me down.
Hitting me where it hurts the most,
He's trying to win the battle over my soul.
The Enemy has already lost the war,
but he is trying to take as many down with him.
Out of the darkness,
blow after blow assails my body,
as I desperate try to take the next step.

God,
I need your strength,
to keep moving forward.
Cover me with your hands of protection,
refresh me with your loving grace.
For I refuse to lose,
but I cannot do it on my own.
I need you Lord, more than ever before,
to walk alongside of me as I continue my journey.