No Weapon Formed Against Me
No weapon formed against me shall prosperAnd every tongue which rises against me I shall condemn,
You can't steal my joy - you can't steal my peace
Can't make me stop loving Him.
You can't make me mad, you can't make me sad
There's NOTHING you can MAKE me do,
Cause Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior
Gave me authority over you.
You got a big bark with very little bite
Unless I look at you,
Then you think you've got all this power
The power I gave to you.
I give you power every time I fear
And don't use what was given to me,
The authority to walk in victory
is where I'm supposed to be.
So now I refuse to walk in fear
No matter what you throw my way,
I don't care how many times you've knocked me down
God will always be the way.
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