Not my zealous of law,
But your faithfulness to protect me.
Not my sword of flesh,
But your strength of light to attack my enemies.
Not my wisdom,
But your love of grace plans for my life.
Not my perseverance,
But your mercy of time sustains me and gives me many second chances.
My King and my God,
Thank you for the victories you put into my hand,
With your right hand, your arm and the light of your face,
In this life till eternity.
Not what I can give out of pride,
But the God of joy, whom I worship make me shine.