I Surrender

I push past using all my strength,
the enemy strikes me down when I believe my feet are firmly planted,
I feed off what little strength I feel I still have,
Again he strikes like a lion to an injured pray,
My flesh wants me to stay down,
he tells me it would be easier to surrender,
I want to surrender, but not to him,
There is another who wants my submission,
One of great strength and power,
I surrender to the King, and He overtakes me,
The enemy cannot stand against Him and crumbles away.