I love the Lord, both for who he is and for what he did for me.
Who He is: my strength, my rock, my fortress, my deliverer, my God, my refuge, my shield, my salvation, my stronghold. He is “mine.” Though I don’t control Him, He belongs to me: I get to use His strength when he gives it to me.
What He did: he saved me from enemies, he delivered me from my strong enemies (too strong for me), he brought me into a large place, he rescued me, he enlightened my darkness, he made my way perfect, he made me secure on the heights like the feet of a deer, he gave me superhuman strength, his gentleness made me great, he gave me strength to overtake and consume and thrust through my enemies until they fell, he gave me my enemies that I might destroy them that hate me.
I hate sin, death and the devil, and they hate me. Our mutual hatred is vicious and the struggle is fierce, but they are too strong for me alone. But thanks be to Jesus who gives me victory after awesome victory.