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The Fight

The Fight
Isaiah 59:16
“He saw that there was no man–He was amazed that there was no one to intercede; so His own arm brought salvation.”

You Were The Reason Why

Rolling up His sleeves
You know those are fighting terms
He had taken all He would
Once and for all the lesson would be learned

I turned away when He made a fist
I just couldn’t bear to look
Stretching out His Arm I saw
It was the nails He took

What kind of Warrior was He
I thought He would do it right
Fisticuffs you know
Isn’t that how real men fight

His arm laid bare to show
That He had made His plan
Coming as our Redeemer
Fully God and fully man

Oh the fight was won I’d say
The day He laid down His life
Have you stopped and considered
It was Jesus Who paid the price

But wait there’s more I must tell
About a borrowed tomb
The devil thought he had won
Shocked the people felt doom and gloom


But the fight had only just begun
Because early on Sunday morn
Jesus Rose Up out of that grave
Into the gift of Salvation we have torn

The gift God delivered on Christmas
Well it is opened at the Cross
Because Jesus showed that ol devil
Proving to him Exactly Who is BOSS

That fight I couldn’t bear to watch
It was bloody and oh so brutal
He was fighting for you and me
Jesus won it all, the whole kit and caboodle


I just thought you’d like to know
The fight has already been won
When A Real Man laid bare His Arm
Salvation came by way of crucifixion of His Son

The Cross The nails the mocking
The abject posture of quitting
It was all part of Gods perfect plan
Into His tapestry He was knitting


His perfect plan stitch by stitch
Designed and perfectly orchestrated
Woven Into the pages Of Christianity
God’s Man won! Now God’s people are liberated


He fought and secured at Calvary
His Resurrection Victory has no end
Because as long as you have breath
He’ll fight for you and defend

Call on His Name while He May be found
Do not let another day slip by
Because that fight that Jesus won
You, yes you were the reason why

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Isaiah 52:10 KJV
The LORD hath made bare his holy arm in the eyes of all the nations; and all the ends of the earth shall see the salvation of our God.
Isaiah 53:1 MSG
“Who believes what we’ve heard and seen? Who would have thought GOD ’s saving power would look like this?”

“Has anyone believed us or seen the mighty power of the Lord in action?”
Isaiah 53:1 CEV

“Who has believed our report? And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?”
Isaiah 53:1 NKJV
Isaiah 59:16
He saw that there was no man–He was amazed that there was no one to intercede; so His own arm brought salvation, and His own righteousness sustained Him.

“Their strength and weapons were not what won the land and gave them victory! You loved them and fought with your powerful arm and your shining glory.

But you saved us from our hateful enemies, and you put them to shame.”
(Psalms 44:3, 7 CEV)

In February 2019, during prayer, I saw in my spirit the image of a man preparing to fight. I was a little girl in the early 60’s and fist fights were still around and pretty common. Fair old fashioned fist fights; where quarrels became heated, threats were mouthed, and yep you know. Tempers flared, the shirts came off and everyone knew what was about to transpire. A crowd would gather around, cheering or jeering depending on their choice in the fight.
Shirts would be removed. Often the shirts were ripped off, thrown down to the ground as anger boiled over letting others know this was serious. When a man began rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, it was a sign also, a very distinct sign. Everyone knew the meaning of this sign. This act meant one thing, the fight was on. It was evident the disagreement had reached a point of no return; it had to be settled once and for all. There had to be a winner.
Witnessing men, and yes sometime women fight, was NOT something I enjoyed. Actually I cringed, hating to see men fist fight. It was all too common.

While walking with Isaiah and listening to him describe the Arm of The Lord, and how our Lord worked, His clothes torn off, revealing His back, brought forth, the crucifixion of the Cross, fighting, by laying down His sinless life in order to pay for our sins, that we may obtain Salvation through His fight, this vision birthed this poem.
Our God is a fighter. Our God is a warring God! He is our Defender.

Reading Isaiah 52:10 gave me the visual of a fight. This verse took me back to a time, helping me understand something I didn’t, and couldn’t understand then. Then I saw our Savior, Messiah, Jesus bare His Arm, or roll up His Sleeves, and yes the fight was on. Jesus settled the issue, once and for all.
He would not only fight for us, He secured our salvation. Oh The fight of Eternity. This was The Fight that was fought, The Fight for our eternal souls.

Yes… still The Greatest Fight of All Time!

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me Laurette