The Stronghold

I felt the strong..
When i doubt I can hold on.
This road of life.
The just born is ready.
To worldly oppress.
definite by mom's hope.
Test by Father's words.
Finish line i decreed.
Far point lasts to see.
i would not dare again.
but His love never obliterate,
when two hands can be felt..
and understood..
Stronghold of His.
And the makers made..
made me see..
if there is to hold on to.
i will be gone.