Weary In the fight

Today I am weary in the fight,but some of the darkness was brought to light. I cried many tears,but the Lord calms my fears. I am a mighty warrior, a conqueror through God,though my armor is heavy,  but onward I must trod. My body feels worn, my steps seem so feeble,but God promised never to leave His people. I'm bought with a price,who could ever repay a gift so nice. I will give him my best, though it seems so small,but in the hands of  God, it  is worth it all.