Life.
Love.
Forgiveness.
Acceptance.
Stripping demons right off my back trying to leech life off me.
Get off me and feel my Father’s fury oppressor!
One day you’ll feel the full blast of His vengeance. Cause I’ve got strength.
He blew courage in my backbone.
Now I’ll stand straight and militant.
Lining up with Jehovah…
knowing you can’t challenge Him so we march forward.
Swift as eagles,
set like talons ready to grip souls from your grasp slick snake and my Lord seizes you and vengeance is His.
But for now…
a holy mandate to heal cause I know how bad it hurts.
Full of madness at first but now
gladness bursts at the seams of our beings
because we overflow with the oil of joy.
The ointment of the annointed mending any torn soul.
Healing any broken bone.
He is here.
He was there.
He is peace.
He is faithful.