Do Not Weep, My Soul

Do not weep, my soul
For that which 
You may not have.
'Twas was never
Your portion
To be known.
Look into tomorrow
And see the 
Shoots of grass,
For they are the seeds
You have sown.
 
Though you may never
Feel the blades
Gently beneath your feet,
Take courage and know
Their roots are strong,
And their fruit is sweet.
 
Silently you walk alone,
With seeds and water 
In your hands.
Steady your gaze,
With your face in the wind, 
As daily you
Tread these lands. 
 
Take courage, my soul
Do not feel bereft,
Truly your burden is light.
'Tis only a lie,
Whispered by he who hides, 
Deep in the cloak of night.
 
Wrestle not against flesh,
Wrestle not against blood,
'Tis a war in the spirit,
You see.
The prince of the air
Seeks your very life,
Though a defeated foe
Is he.
 
Feed your faith,
And starve your fear,
Put on your armor and stand!
Speak the word daily,
Wield the sword
Of the Lord,
Drive out the beast 
From the land!
 
Be not ashamed,
Of what you may not have,
Only be ready each day,
As the Lord God commands,
Whether seen or unseen,
To faithfully love and obey.
 
Take up your cross daily,
Lay down your pride, 
Your anger, your fear
And your hate.
Embrace the Lord Jesus,
Lay it all down,
Lay it down
Before it's too late.