David, the shepherd became David, the king. Victory is often more humility than greatness. |
The giant faced the little boy, though strapping youth he was For no one else would seek employ to fight as giant does. We often find ourselves the same, as face we Giant Despair, Some problem comes to point the blame at heart of us in there. "You come at me with armor on, You wish to end my days, "But when the light of day be gone, Christ's Vict'ry He displays!" "A little dog would nip my heels, is this the best you have? "The army of the Jews reveals no one to lift my staff." But David lifts his hands to GOD to show Help's truest Source, The army would that day applaud GOD's Victory, of course! When David's small he's at his best, each victory is won, Though GOD may put him through the test, there's Hope when all is done. When David's great, he often falls for Pride doth go before To cloud the sight of GOD, Who calls through His great open door. The days of life have many choice decisions to be made, Will we in our own selves rejoice, then humbled lowly laid? Will humbled self give all to serve The One upon the Throne, Who lifts the ones by Grace deserve, to all the world be known? The little sheepcote birthed the king, put David on display, And same will be for ones, who sing to Christ, The LORD obey! Line count: 40 By Jay O'Toole on September 26, 2016 |