When the world seems to chase you
with flaming arrows,
and the path you are walking gets
narrower and narrower.
narrower and narrower.
When you are hanging from a cliff
and there is no way to climb,
and there is no way to climb,
when you are surrounded by armies
and there is where to hide.
and there is where to hide.
Run, run to the battlefield
and draw your sword,
and draw your sword,
whatever it takes only
move forward.
move forward.
Call on the name of the Lord,
come out of the trenches,
awaken your senses,
break all of life's tensions
and perceived impressions.
and perceived impressions.
Find real expression to the heavens
and you will create invisible weapons.
When the Voice of darkness,
speaks lies like a promise,
he fills the heart with hardness,
while hurting the conscience.
He gives all pain it's sharpness.
His tongue of despair and words of woe,
have long laid claim to many a man's soul.
Don't get played,
raise your blade,
the ransom of blood was paid,
your sentence stayed,
Come out of the dark,
ignite just a spark.
Fan into flame
some light in your veins.
Open the windows raise the shutter,
awaken to hope,
lift your mind from the gutter.
Dig up some words from the heart
from where you have been scarred
speak to God,
faith is a work of art.
Eph.3:11
Eph.3:11
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