O dark doth seem the day ahead
When thoughts bow low to feelings dread
No joyous song from hearts forlorn
If battle scars bleed open, torn
Good will of great men
Tireless energy spent
When birthed of God
Brings fruition His intent
Shining light unto darkness
The Sovereign seizes the day
Dread bows to Hope
Do Not Be Dismayed!
The Lord God on High
Sits in control
Of authorities placed
Within the world’s mold
Evil may flourish
Without His consent
Yet to Glorify God
Is His ultimate intent
Pride and prejudice
Will be brought to its knees
The sin of a nation
Now humbled, will plead
Mercy from The Father
Lord, We ask you to lead
Lead us out of the darkness
And into the light
We will Not Be Dismayed
When we are called to fight
With sword in hand
Or in prayer on our knees
We will fight for the right
To continue to live Free
Be Not Discouraged!
Do Not Be Dismayed!
The King’s final move
Has not yet been played
