War Cry

For there is One God and One Mediator between God and men, the Man Christ Jesus My weapons of warfare not carnal but mighty through pulling Down them strongholds I'm so gone from them idling moments Bringin back the preachers position cuz there's life in the pulpit Don't try to ignore it disengage the enemy When I pray for my enemies my calling I won't forget Eyes just staying opened I give Him praise for victory What He said in His word a come to pass making history I'm dancing on my grave asking death where is the sting I'm after the king satan try to hassle my team But I got that master the passengers where I'm at so Hes seen You can try to laugh and talk trash to us we ain't having defeat Now what I say is what I do so watch me match what I speak I'm so changed by that blood stained bannaer He sacrificed His life yea my God He paid the ransom I'm seeing these elders still in it with they hands up It only makes me think that Jesus must be the answer I'm heapin coals on them cats that wanna see me fold Yea I might fall down but I be back cause that's the way I roll Jesus be the highest why you think they put Him on the colt They waving off the palm leaves putting garments on the road I'm saying that my God be a major bonus fo' ya soul But that's an understatement go and take it how you want it bro We got free will let us be silent and keep still Paralyze us terrify us satan came and he steals Kills and destroys ya joy don't want it refilled When hes near be clear of all of his weak appeals Tarry for the promise of the father til you become filled With the Spirit of God that gives you power to keep His will I'm so changed by that blood stained bannaer He sacrificed His life yea my God He paid the ransom I'm seeing these elders still in it with they hands up It only makes me think that Jesus must be the answer You ain't heard of my God then you ain't livin life Who you know that can take a mess and turn it to something nice Yea Hes something else plus He sits above the globe on high See I got reasons behind what I do I'm not following a tradition like with grandmas soup But I witnessed it first hand so I bear that fruit I bear that proof but not across my chest or my belt loop That bullet proof vest on ya chest ain't gone help you Them bullets move fast but see deaths not a threat to The people of God we die and rise from that flesh wound The secrets of God resides in all of His vessels So keep Him inside try not to hide when He checks you I'm so changed by that blood stained bannaer He sacrificed His life yea my God He paid the ransom I'm seeing these elders still in it with they hands up It only makes me think that Jesus must be the answer