Drive Them Out

The land of promise, Lord, is ours;

The land of honey, milk, and rest.

We need but conquer as we go;

Our Lord will drive them from their nest.

But, Lord, we have a peaceful spot;

A place that we can call our home.

We grow so weary of the fight;

No longer do we want to roam.

The gentle people that remain;

Who dwell in towns we cannot take.

We do not want to drive them out;

We just want peace; we need a break.

We won’t fight them; they won’t fight us;

We will have rest and dwell in peace.

Yet, Lord, you say that’s not the truth;

Our trials now will never cease.

Because we failed to drive them out,

Forevermore they’ll cause us pain.

What we had thought would bring us ease,

Will hold us like a mighty chain.

Lord, may I now this lesson learn;

Please drive it deep into my heart.

Until I leave this evil world,

My battles never will depart.

When I shall find within myself,

Unconquered heart; rebellious flesh;

The battle trumpet I will blow;

Once more I’ll join the fight afresh.

With grit and mud; with sweat and blood;

With heart and mind; with toil and prayer;

I’ll show myself to be a man;

I’ll do for God as faith will dare.

With God my Helper, I will fight,

Until the battles all are done;

Until my days on earth are o’er;

Until my race has all been run.

Then I shall go to my long home,

To be forever with my Lord.

In that sweet day I’ll know true peace;

I’ll then remove my battle sword.

4-14-2002

 

Send Page To a Friend Join the Learn the Bible mailing list Email: