Though demons plot and arrows fly
Our Saviour stands and lingers by
No weapon formed will ever stand
Because He sends Saint Michael as Heaven’s hand.
He guards our soul day and night
His word our shield, power and might.
So, although the battles rage fierce and wild
He is our Protector, we are his child
His covenant of peace will always stand
And his grace outpoured throughout the land.
No more accusers, no more fiends
That will harm or make us bleed.
Let us walk in hope and not abate
Not lost in fear or chained fate.
Believing that with Christ we have won
The worldly challenges under the sun.
MARYANN BOSAH 