Fighting like a Victor
In close proximity to Victory's Land,
I close my eyes and raise my hands.
I open my mouth and release a mighty shout.
In the midst of my battle a praise will come out!
I will conquer the land that God promised me.
Shake loose from the chains for I've been made free.
I'm more than a conqueror. There's nothing but win in my fight.
But only by His Spirit, not power or might!
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