Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Weapons of Warfare
This is not a game, this is not a game
The lion of Judah is not tame
Born on a battlefield
We rise to never yield
Except to our sovereign’s command
The battlelines are where we stand.
Armored in the profound
We seek to silence every sound
Raised up against the throne of grace
To rout out evil in this place.
The fortresses’ destruction.
Every lofty thing raised up
Against the knowledge of our God
Our captives made from every thought
Taken prisoner to the obedience of Christ.
His bride is the once-for-all blood-bought
Willing prisoner to the obedience of Christ.
Army of mighty servants raise
Your hardy hearts in praise
Army of righteousness,
Destroying evil’s fortresses
Given divine power
To pull down every tower
Raised against the blood bought
Lambs of the lion
Who conquer from Zion
Living in what the light revealed
Routing out what darkness would conceal
The mortars overhead illuminate the sin
Destroy the devastation
That strangles every nation
Following the captain of salvation
October 25, 2009
2 Corinthians 10:3-4