by Hazel Straub
The battle belongs to you, my God of Peace and Lord
In your love I rest not in the might of flashing sword
Safe from the trial of distressful battle, my fears depart
Your embrace heals and consoles my wounded heart
You are my strength, comfort, help, and shield
The battle won by trust in your love, as I yield
I rest in you, enjoying the comfort of your breast
Letting all my fears and anxiety go, while I rest
My confidence is in you for victory is sure
You give me vision and provision is assured
The guarantee in you comes in tranquil trust
No need for me to run, fret or frantically rush
You make me peaceful, comforted, whole and complete
Broken places healed, I’m consoled, full and replete
You are my rest, restoration, refreshment and health
My prosperity comes by faith and trust in your wealth
The battle belongs to you, my God and Lord
In quiet confidence, sheltered and adored
The tumult of fierce warfare cannot move me
‘Cause I nestle on your chest, confident in thee
Pure Glory 
What are you thinking?