May 4, 2016

Victorious

Accusing me by day and night
A sly and cunning snake
Prowling like a roaring lion
Try as he might, he’ll not devour me
My Lord has bruised that snake
And soon will crush him fatally
By the blood of the Lamb, I stand
My shame is washed away
Who is he that condemeth?
Nothing can separate me from Christ

Tempting with venomous sugar
Deception posing as light
Evil schemes encompass me
Armored up, valiantly I fight
My Lord provides a way of escape
Under His wings, refuge I find
Though I fall, He upholds me
Adopted, no longer of bondage
What power has the evil one?
Nothing can separate me from Christ