Poem February 9, 1998 Issue

Love's armor

Reid Garrett Charlston

I'm putting on the armor
Of love that makes me free
From discord, hate, and grief
For all eternity.

I'm putting on the armor
Of God who's loving me.
It stops all pain and suffering
And keeps me safe from injury

I'm putting on the armor,
The kind that does not fail,
The kind that helps me win,
The kind that will prevail.

I'm putting on the armor
Full of purity,
Which helps me to express
My true identity.

The armor that I'm wearing
Fits me like a glove,
It constantly surrounds me
with God's unending love.

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