Evil intentions surrounded me,
Delighting in creating havoc,
Lies abounding,
But soon my dear enemy,
Will pay hate’s price,
Its true cost will be tallied,
Then paid in full,
My dear enemy will be bankrupted.
A deeply wounded, broken spirit,
Only receives compassion from God,
God’s love protects the broken,
But as the lies abound,
His anger for the poor spirit rises,
He will tally the lies and hate.
Anger wielded by love is truly frightening,
To the lover of lies,
There is no escape from love’s justice,
Contempt confronted by loving anger,
Will quickly melt in its white heat.
From my brokenness I know God’s anger,
But its protection is always welcome,
When I am called to face my dear enemy,
I walk in the strength of my God’s love,
My dear enemy has no chance of victory,
Disarmed by hope, lost to love,
My enemy’s defeat is clear to everyone.