The Little Thought

A little thought entered my mind, it caught me by surprise

And as it lingered there a bit a stirring did arise

Slow at first, so as not to jolt, feelings began to brew

Then almost imperceptibly a storm of passion grew

The thought though harmless seemed at first, too late I recognized

As firey dart from crafty foe, my enemy disguised

Awakening too slow at first, to see the sneak attack

I struggled hard to arm myself, regretting much my lack

The sound of battle grew amid the chaos of the din

The storm of thought and feeling mixed enticing me to sin

I’d sure have failed left to myself, but one clear voice I heard

“See here the way escape my son”, one true and faithful word

Though weakened by the front assault, I took hold of the sword

The Spirit spoke within my heart that quick and powerful word

As faith was born from what I heard, my shield I raised and lo

The firey darts were quenched at once and visible my foe

A lesson learned from this short tale, more sober now to live

And never through neglect a chance the enemy to give

Those little thoughts that enter soft might deadly soon become

So unto Jesus captives make of each and every one

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