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