Shouts through icy air
I've heard them every day
You won't live up
You'll never be that strong
This is a tough and demanding world
You can't possibly belong.
It's like a mantra on the wind
sweet and sour just the same
advertising all my sin
and enhancing all the blame
But one thing you do not understand,
is that I have come prepared.
Hey devil, I have news for you:
You've been caught so very unaware.
My armor is not visible
but I promise you it's here
I'm protected head to toe from you
how can you possibly inspire fear.
All you have are words to speak
coming from your wicked mouth.
But I have words from God above
spoken from a rescued heart.
I'd explain to you the pieces here
the purpose of each one
but I know you cannot understand
the meaning of such love.
So I'll only lift just one to you
just one, no more.
My scarred and battered shield of faith
that which cannot be torn.
It's taken many beatings,
I see you smile at the fact,
but it has yet to break in spite of that.
So smile all you want
and shout your biting lies
and I will set my feet and raise this shield,
knowing I don't have to hide,
because against darkness' son
with only words
and foolish ones,
I believe the battle's already won.
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put ono the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm."
~ Ephesians 6:10-13
