by Elijah Abanto
I tremble, I shake, sometimes I break
I think, “This is more than I can take,”
Here he comes, oh here he comes
FEAR, with his ugly, big thumbs.
He prowls, he prowls, shout does He
Insults, revilings, or threats they may be.
And insult, revile, threaten he did—
All I could do is watch while I hid.
But then I realized, there’s still one bigger Giant
“I’m more powerful, more strong,” He did grant
So why should I tremble, shake, or break
When God, my Savior, is the Refuge I take?
Now O Fear, how I know to defeat you, my dear!
I’ll just listen to the voice of God, I now hear
And follow what He says, and do what He wills
And I will take COURAGE, and kill you, you Fear!