Standing in the shadow, his massive Image casts
Lies, accusations, death threats pierce the air
Streams of venom spewed, with every fiery breath
Hatred Unparallelled, will this Armour stand the test?
The helmet of salvation, firmly on my head, breast
Plate of Righteousness, strapped about my chest
The sword of the spirit, grasp firmly in my hand
I gaze into the burning eyes, of this massive Philistine
I bow my head give thanks, for the preparation of the
Gospel, that is shod upon my feet, I lift my eyes toward
Heaven, for the battle's not really mine, I commend my life my
All, into my Father's hands, victory won, before the battle began.
