Speak Victory : Battle in The Holy Spirit

Raise a standard… And wield a hammer.
His words in my mouth are the weapons I need
To lead from the front. It feels like a stunt
That utter utterance is of utmost importance.

Is this how I’ll fight my battles?

Lift a banner… To lay a banquet.
In the presence of my enemies
I rest. I feed. I hear, I heed.
There’s no need to bleed.
The flesh is weak.
God says “now, speak”
So in the Spirit I entreat
And every enemy falls at my feet.
In defeat.

So this is how I’ll fight my battles.

Mysteries unlocked I cannot comprehend
World without end. Peace to all men.
A Helper sent from the Father by the Son
A Helper through whom greater things might be done
My wisdom when I have none.
My defence as the world pulls a gun
To my head. But I’ll not be shot dead
.
He’s gone ahead to fight my battles.

To pray in the Spirit is to wield a Sword.
I talk in the Spirit of my own accord.
I walk in the Spirit. I walk with The Lord.
I’m walking blameless. I walk like Enoch 2.0.
Oh, In the rhythms of Grace I flow
Unforced. Hear me go!
My tongue feels heavy but my heart is light
I sing. I soar. My soul takes flight. Tongues all alight.
No hassle just Holy hustle.
I rustle some bustle speak in tongues flex my muscles.
Spirit of Truth.
I too, spit the Truth
(said Boaz to Ruth)

And this is how I fight my battles.