The Shield of Faith and the Spirit Inside

The enemy released his poisonous barbs,
And they sizzled into my fearful heart,
The shield of faith shuddered in rage,
As doubt and suspicion took centerstage;
Then, from the deep within,
A Voice chided me hard,
"'Tis not faith that walks by sight,
And waits not for divine insight,
'Tis not faith that rattles with disbelief,
And isn't ruled by divine peace!
These venomous barbs may sink and smoke,
These flaming darts may darken the sky;
But, faith will serve an impenetrable cloak,
And, faith will quench all missiles of fire.
So, fix your gaze on the Ancient of Days,
From whose glory no creature can hide;
And, may His vision guide your days,
Through His Spirit that lives inside!"