One hand to build

One hand to fight

Building a house, a home of radiant light

The Word of God I hold up high, "Build with the Lord," my battle cry

I cry with hope and love is my praise, the enemy's threats are all in vain

Building a wall, not a place to hide, building a wall of souls reaching the sky

One hand on the plow, one on my blade

Spread the seed, watching my back

Growing a wall, His love I do not lack

He gives me strength to carry on

I give Him thanks, I hear His call

A heart song from my lips

Cause I know He loves me even when I slip

A war goes on in every heart God has made

Some ask for His help

Others want to play a game

To plow, plant, water and harvest

Growing glorious lives

He stacks the stones, seen with spiritual eyes

His call to me is to plant the seed that builds the wall

Holding His sword, His Word I need

Building His wall, planting His seed

As I sow in tears

I lift the name of those I hold so dear

Ref: Neh 4:16; Eph 6:10-18; Ps 126:5-6

My name is Linda Jackson. I am a blessed wife, mother and grandmother.  I am a Biblical counselor and teacher to women in jail.  I also teach kindergarten Sunday school.  I enjoy writing, playing in the yard with my plants and doing cross stitch while watching football.