His Battle

His Battle

The battle that surrounds you is of spirit, not your own
I told you it is Mine and so it is

Rest in this secret place as you worship Me alone
Give unto Him that which is His

Though demons rage and beasts abound
On Me make your weary eyes gaze

My child you stand on Holy Ground
When with angels, you sing out My praise

My victory lies in weapons fashioned not by hand
The sword of the spirit yet is prayer

The battle of Jericoh was won by a band
The enemy fled as worship filled the air

You continue your worry, concerned for tomorrow
Not trusting in My perfect strength

My children all learn that their own path brings sorrow
I’m their redeemer no matter sin’s length

So stand up equiped to war your enemy’s attack
Be still and pick up your sword

Put on praise, truth and righteousness, to cover your back
This victory won, faith’s reward

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